Tales From The Basement
You decide it's too much temptation so you don't even suggest it. Meanwhile Jake continues to speak.
"So what are you looking for today, if you gave up the Anime shit?"
"Uh, nothing Jake. I don't have any money."
"Well if you don't have any money get the fuck outta my store, I can't afford to have fuckers lingering around without Ron around anymore. He might've been a retard, but he scared away any potential shoplifters."
"Aw Jake, I'm not going to steal anything!"
"Yeah well I'm making sure you don't by throwing your broke ass out. Besides you're on the wagon, you might do something desperate like grab a bunch of my comics and run out of the store."
It's useless to argue with Jake at this point so you leave continuing to feel depressed. Eventually you go back home go to sleep hoping that Mom will take mercy on you when she gets home.
She doesn't.
She was quite serious about throwing you out and does just that. All you have are the clothes on your back and the comics that Patricia gave you.
Patricia! That's it! You'll go live at her parent's house! Then you can talk to her all the time!
At this point you've definitely cracked a little bit and have become hopefully delusional. You make your way over there fully believing that you'll be accepted with open arms. Nevermind the fact that Patricia's parents always thought you were a big ass loser even when you a kid. (They always thought your mom was a bitch too)
When you get over there you bang on the door loudly. At first there is no answer and you hear some sounds of running around and the sounds of "Hold on! Hold on!" You think you even hear someone running out the back. Eventually the door opens up. It's Patricia and she's only wearing a skimpy little robe. Her hair also looks disheveled. You're almost awestruck by her near nakedness if she wasn't so obviously pissed off.
"Brian what the hell are you doing here? I thought you were my Mom and Dad! You scared the shit out me! (Sigh) I was finally going to make a man outta my boyfriend today, thanks for interrupting us, fat ass!"
"What?"
"Do it! Have sex! FUCK! You scared off my boyfriend though when you were banging on the door."
"Well you still could go through with those plans..." You say lustfully.
"Huh. You don't know my boyfriend. It'll be awhile before he calms down again, I practically had to make the first moves to begin with."
"I was talking about me." you say attempting to reach for her robe.
"Huh? What? EW! NO! Get away from me you perv!" Patricia screams and quickly slams the door in your face.
You completely lose it at this point and start banging on the door screaming.
"Come on Patricia, I know you want this! And I NEED this!"
You go so far as to grabbing a nearby brick and throwing it through the window. Some of the neighbors hear the commotion and come out to investigate.
"Hey you crazy fat fucker, what the hell's going on!?"
"I'm getting some pussy!" you cry out, as you clumsily climb through the broken window cutting yourself up in the process.
You climb inside and fall on the floor, with your hands bloody and your dick still hard. Dirty thoughts of Patricia getting ready to have sex with her boyfriend fill your mind. Those thoughts will be your last as Patricia has grabbed her daddy's gun and when you look up a bullet goes through your eye.
On the plus side, you didn't think about anime once during your last living moments.
"So what are you looking for today, if you gave up the Anime shit?"
"Uh, nothing Jake. I don't have any money."
"Well if you don't have any money get the fuck outta my store, I can't afford to have fuckers lingering around without Ron around anymore. He might've been a retard, but he scared away any potential shoplifters."
"Aw Jake, I'm not going to steal anything!"
"Yeah well I'm making sure you don't by throwing your broke ass out. Besides you're on the wagon, you might do something desperate like grab a bunch of my comics and run out of the store."
It's useless to argue with Jake at this point so you leave continuing to feel depressed. Eventually you go back home go to sleep hoping that Mom will take mercy on you when she gets home.
She doesn't.
She was quite serious about throwing you out and does just that. All you have are the clothes on your back and the comics that Patricia gave you.
Patricia! That's it! You'll go live at her parent's house! Then you can talk to her all the time!
At this point you've definitely cracked a little bit and have become hopefully delusional. You make your way over there fully believing that you'll be accepted with open arms. Nevermind the fact that Patricia's parents always thought you were a big ass loser even when you a kid. (They always thought your mom was a bitch too)
When you get over there you bang on the door loudly. At first there is no answer and you hear some sounds of running around and the sounds of "Hold on! Hold on!" You think you even hear someone running out the back. Eventually the door opens up. It's Patricia and she's only wearing a skimpy little robe. Her hair also looks disheveled. You're almost awestruck by her near nakedness if she wasn't so obviously pissed off.
"Brian what the hell are you doing here? I thought you were my Mom and Dad! You scared the shit out me! (Sigh) I was finally going to make a man outta my boyfriend today, thanks for interrupting us, fat ass!"
"What?"
"Do it! Have sex! FUCK! You scared off my boyfriend though when you were banging on the door."
"Well you still could go through with those plans..." You say lustfully.
"Huh. You don't know my boyfriend. It'll be awhile before he calms down again, I practically had to make the first moves to begin with."
"I was talking about me." you say attempting to reach for her robe.
"Huh? What? EW! NO! Get away from me you perv!" Patricia screams and quickly slams the door in your face.
You completely lose it at this point and start banging on the door screaming.
"Come on Patricia, I know you want this! And I NEED this!"
You go so far as to grabbing a nearby brick and throwing it through the window. Some of the neighbors hear the commotion and come out to investigate.
"Hey you crazy fat fucker, what the hell's going on!?"
"I'm getting some pussy!" you cry out, as you clumsily climb through the broken window cutting yourself up in the process.
You climb inside and fall on the floor, with your hands bloody and your dick still hard. Dirty thoughts of Patricia getting ready to have sex with her boyfriend fill your mind. Those thoughts will be your last as Patricia has grabbed her daddy's gun and when you look up a bullet goes through your eye.
On the plus side, you didn't think about anime once during your last living moments.
