Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-32558333-20171207165751/@comment-33773064-20171209202432

I look away, half disgusted, half guilty for being disgusted. She sits up,

"Are you ok?" She asks, she pulls me into a hug, but I break out of it. She looks at me, hurt.

"What's wrong?"

"What the fuck do you think is wrong?" I half shout, "What, you just did. Why?"

It was her turn to look down.

"Well, I was, in heat, I couldn't help myself."

I grunt. She begins to tear up.

"I'm sorry! I swear, I'll never do it again, please just..."

I get up and walk home, she followed, still not looking at me. When we got back she through me into bed and sat on top of me.

"How about I make it up to you?"

I push her off, go to the sofa and put the TV on. I hear her in the bedroom, crying. Half my brain tells me to go and comfort her, the other saying that is what she deserved. I eventually stand up. I walk into the bedroom, she is crying into the pillow.

"Never do that again," I say sternly. She looks up.

"Do you forgive me?"

"Just say you will never do that again,"

"Yes!" She screams, "I will never do that again."

She jumps up and pulls me into a hug. Still repeating what I told her. Then she puts me down in the bed again.

"Not tonight," I tell her.

She nods, but stills hugs me in bed. I guess I would have to eventually forgive her.