Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-32558333-20180318231006/@comment-33398500-20180319051200

Well, I guess that’s it for that...

Standing in the doorway to what I had, up until just this moment, considered ‘our’ bedroom, I stared just long enough for her to notice, stone-faced, at what was happening: my lamia girlfriend getting pounded by another guy in the bed, that smirk from the other guy made me want to step over and ensure his face never formed that shape naturally again, but I simply turned on my heel and left without a word.

She’d tried to speak, but there wasn’t anything she had to say that I had the slightest interest in hearing, so I left, the final mocking scream of pleasure cementing my determination to leave, walking out and driving quickly to a motel and attempting to get to sleep properly. My phone had been buzzing practically continuously since just before I got here, but I would simply tilt my head toward it and press the button to see who was contacting me: her, her friends, her parents, beginning to quickly block their numbers as soon as one of them made themselves known.

Part of me wanted to hear them out, to know what might have actually happened, but my mind was made up: I was no one’s doormat, and I wasn’t about to be her cuck for ANY reason.

The next morning, probably once they ran out of people to get blocked, I was headed out of town to a vacation spot I typically enjoyed, deciding what I needed was quiet and solitude, especially since the moans from around the motel didn’t help with my getting to sleep.

However, it didn’t seem I would even get that, as a car pelting along beside mine made its presence known when the driver slammed on her horn. What did I do now!? Tilting my head to see the driver, I saw her... my now-ex-girlfriend, attempting to tell me to stop, only causing me to speed up, wondering in the back of my mind how in the hell a lamia was driving a car.

Seriously, how would she do that?

A few minutes later, the car was back again, this time seeming to move in formation with several other vehicles, one or two I recognized as being from her parents, though seeing her mother driving, I again had to wonder how it was you could drive with a single snake tail, even more so since I could see a guy in there with her: her father, most likely.

As this group of vehicles continued behind me, I shook my head, continuing to accelerate: she didn’t want me to have to pull over, and I didn’t want to have that conversation. It wouldn’t end well for anyone involved.

Bearing this in mind, I continued along, now moving to get off the highway, gambling they didn’t know the local streets as well as I did, now moving quickly along a two-lane road, I knew they were all driving in a line, turning quickly every other stop, before circling back and getting back onto the highway going the same direction I was before, though this time their little group was in disarray: they seemed to have lost me for the moment. “Damned stubborn, that girl... but I’m NOT having this...” I muttered to myself, continuing along now, astounded that I had gotten away from the immediate pursuit without doing anything that drew the attention of the cops.

Managing to make it the rest of the way without being followed, I was now standing at the edge of a small waterfall, sitting down after a minute on a rock, the local woods at my back and the river the waterfalls led to at my front: a rather idyllic place, especially with the sky a clear blue and the sun shining bright, reflected choppily on the water.

“Would you... please... just... listen? For one minute...? Please...?”

I recognized the voice instantly “I could have sworn I lost your little pursuit posse...” I commented bitterly. “...but now you’re here to ruin my peaceful moment...”

“Seriously? Does what we have mean so little to you that you won’t even listen?! For just a moment!?” she then sounded like she was getting choked up, starting to cry a little.

“Oh? Is there, perhaps, an explanation as to why I’d go back to you after you thought so little of me as to cheat on me? And continue having sex right in front of me with said guy? Why are you even bothering with me...?! You’ve got someone to wrap yourself around! That’s clearly what matters!” I was now close to shouting, bitter sarcasm rolling from me as my anger was obvious.

At this, she turned and left without a word, though her sniffles were enough to tell me she was crying now. After a moment or two, I could hear her starting to cry: she’d waited until she thought I was out of earshot to actually start.

However, it seemed the idiocy wasn’t over, as another voice now took her place “You know, the fact that you’re so solidly convinced of what happened is the only thing keeping me from bashing your head against this rock for making her cry... you do know that, right?” her father’s voice then stated simply, now sitting down on the rock whether I wanted him there or not.

“You can save your breath with whatever sort of ‘understanding’ talk you want to give: I’m not tolerating infidelity...” I muttered, annoyed by the continuing breach of my quiet.

“Yeah? Well, tough shit, I’m giving you some perspective anyway... would it alter your opinion any if you knew how that scenario came about? That guy you saw her with – he slipped something into a drink she was having after work. He told me what it was, after some... persuading... Nasty bit, that stuff, strong enough to make even the most virtuous valkyrie bend over and beg for it...” he then responded.

“You think you’re the first guy to have your mamono girlfriend drugged into another guy’s bed?” another voice added, one of her friends now joining the conversation – I couldn’t get away from these idiots... “Happened to me before... scumbag got her going in the park and I just showed up to join her... she acted about the same way after as Kyrie is doing now... Guilt-stricken, scared... but you know, it’s probably okay to just dump whatever you’ve got just because someone else drugged her...”

“Hell, if you had gotten the dose she had...” her father added “You’d have been after anything that moved, I think... humans don’t have as high a tolerance for that kind of thing as mamono do... just something to think about...” before rising from the rock, and stepping away to be with his daughter.

“Do you people mind? I’m trying to calm myself down before I say something else I might regret later...” I spat angrily, several more people moving forward as if to offer their own opinions.

“Wait... s-something... else?” Kyrie’s voice gave a quiet response to this statement.

“If you want the answer to that... lose your posse...” I commented irritably, before getting up and going to a rock further away from the group, now only followed by the lamia I was deeply conflicted toward now.

“Please answer me...” she then asked, eyes still swimming with tears.

“I’m gonna admit one thing... I flew off the handle at the end of our last conversation... either way, that was uncalled for...” I stated simply, refusing to apologize for the rest of my reaction to her cheating on me.

“Y-you’ve gotta believe me... He gave me something... that threw me into the most violent heat of my life...” she stated “...I don’t even know what it was...”

“Yeah, your dad told me.” I responded.

“Yeah, I thought so... he was really scary when he found out, locked himself in the room with the guy... I tried to ignore the noises...” she then told me. “He explained what it was, but I didn’t quite get it... all I know is it was impossibly strong...”

“Fair enough, given he pretty much raped you...” I stated, before continuing “That clears up what happened, but I still can’t help feel ill-at-ease, you know? Maybe it’s just how far I had to go to avoid you earlier...”

“Yeah, we had to calm dad down a bit after we had to chase you all the way here... he was a bit mad after we lost you...” she told me with a bit of a laugh cutting through her sniffles.

“Yeah, that brings up the question: how’d you know where I was going?” I then asked her.

“I remember you told me once: if there was ever a place for someone to calm down, this was it... last time we took a trip here, remember?” she then asked me, slithering over to my side, gently grasping my arm.

“A little... I think... that is true...” I replied uneasily, feeling strange from her sudden gesture as things started to be shifting again. I was trying to remain as isolated as I felt a moment ago, but it was becoming harder and harder to do so, after all, she was as much a victim of this as I was. She didn’t ask to be drugged, any more than I asked her to cheat on me...

“If you like... we could just stay here for a little bit... I like this spot, too... it’s nice and warm... besides... better to make warm memories here than sad ones, right?” she suggested, the two of us now sitting on the rock and looking at the quietly flowing river, the sound of the falls somewhat fainter here.

“Well, you’re right... this is a terrible place for me to want to hate... but even more... I would really despise having to hate you...” I ceded, as her head found its way to my shoulder.

“Also...” she said quietly “Pretty sure it hasn’t fully worn off yet... I might need your help with that later...” my head turning to see her expression having turned to a smile.

“Maybe a little later... I’d like to just stay like this a moment...” I told her, trying to push my previous feelings out of my head, now feeling guilty for doubting her, even with the immediate evidence so overwhelming. “One question though...” I started, not noticing her family and friends currently looking around the area as things seemed to have calmed down. “How WERE you driving that car?”

“Lamia secret~” she replied with a giggle.

I’m NEVER going to find out how that works, am I?