Ain't Your Regular Girlfriend

I pushed Betty out of my way and headed downstairs to the restroom. I exhaled deeply and pushed the door behind me. I fell on my hurting feet with my eyes closed. "How could I be this careless ". I said sadly. Searching my memory how that photo was taken and how it reached Thompson's hand.

The background was unfamiliar. f.u.c.k! It must be at that club, who knows many rooms they have in the f.u.c.k.i.n.g place!. It was the same dress I wore. I remembered leaving it at Michael's that night. God! What happened that night? I asked myself painstrucked but pleased at the thought that I woke up in Michael's room after. He must have prevented it or he was too late. I sighed. And we've been avoiding this conversation for long.

I couldn't relate how it all happened. I just wiped my face when I heard voices coming out the other side of the restroom, The voice sounded like Thompson's. it was quiet like they were whispering or m.o.a.ning and...omg! what is he doing in the females' restroom? I gushed down my anxiousness and was belated before moving an inch.

What could he be doing in females restroom'. my mind queried again and quickly wipe my face before climbing on the toilet seat. To my surprise, it was what I suspected.

Thompson and his possessive bitch Milana. #bangingintherestroom. The headline triggers something in my brain. All I could think of was having my revenge, a sweet one. I quickly brought out my phone from my pocket to capture the moment, a wonderful moment for the both of them. Both with different styles.

Remember Milana? The girl who was so eager to suck Thompson's d.i.c.k at the club. Looks like the Babe couldn't take the spiced rumors of Thompson and I banging. So She wanted her a.s.s banged to reassure herself of his loyalty in their banging group (haha) that was insane. In the restroom of all f.u.c.k.i.n.g places! I couldn't help but wonder how many girls have been banged in here!.

I wanted to pull back when Thompson looked up, but his eyes were closed. He was totally in it as he thrusts himself in her when I captured the last one making it three shots. I said: "Smile". As I capture another one making sound for him to be alerted. He flips his eyes open and was shocked... His face grows serious and I quickly jumped down from there.

Thompson rushed after me without pulling his pants. "Oii nice view". I shrieked and backed out and he quickly pulled his pants.

"What did you see?". He asked foolishly.

"Nothing but banged asses". I grin. "Now you may excuse me I need to get going".

"Ah ah, so in your mind, you think I would willingly let you go, just like that?". Thompson asked, his pupil flared, his eyes devoided.

"Yes. You will".

"I will?". He asked again, this time walking closer to me.

"Stop! One step, I'm gonna hit send". I said seriously and used my hand to stop him from coming closer to me.

"Send? where exactly". He belated.

"Are you a fool? To the group chat... Of course, you wouldn't want that to happen, would you? Or maybe Instagram". I said and He stopped, that Instagram got him and started to panic.

"Not as if you haven't been banged or something". Milana said as she walked out fully dressed. Her eyes were light and she was like nothing ever happened. She seemed unconcerned at first.

"Reserve your comments for the media #bangingintheschoolrestroom. Babe, how did you see the hashtags? You wouldn't want to be exposed, will you? ". I teased her and she rushed to me.