So part one was received better than I expected and people seemed to want part 2. I had never really planned past part 1 and I expected anything else I wrote to be much more focused on the action and a lot shorter, however, this being my first ever writing exercise, I guess I've let it get away from me and there's a lot more I want to write than I originally expected I would. I apologize for any parts that seem a bit disjointed as I tend to bounce around my story adding and deleting bits and I sometimes forget to make sure that doesn't impact the story as a whole. Please let me know what you think in the comments, I'm open to at least reading feedback. I will be uploading parts 2 and 3 simultaneously and part 4 shouldn't be too long after. Thanks.
"Hiiii, Will! How are you?" the text read.
Will shot up out of his computer chair, standing bolt upright. He'd been mid-game when he read the text. He could vaguely hear his teammates asking what was going on since he was clearly AFK in-game.
"Ooohhh, shit. Uhhh." He said out loud.
What should I do?!
He thought, his heart suddenly racing.
"Will? WILL! I can hear you, dude. What are you doing?! Pop your ult on the point and contest it! C'mon, man!"
"Sorry, guys. I have to go!" he shouted into his headset as he removed it from his ears, and pressed the power button on his PC, putting it into sleep mode without even exiting the game.
"Holy shit," he said, sitting back down.
The last time he spoke to Chloe had been about two and a half weeks ago in the parking lot at the theater when she'd forced herself on him. That was technically rape, right? Even though he'd been incredibly turned on at the time, he hadn't been willing most of the time. But when he thought back on it, on the car ride home, he'd been incredibly turned on still. He had hoped she would text him. There had been several times he started a text to her, only to delete it, not knowing exactly what to say. Not knowing how to start a conversation even in the most casual way.
He really wanted to see her again. He thought back to their walk and conversation before the movie and felt a real connection with her. He was really saddened to think that nothing would come of that after what she did. How could it? How could he be with someone that would do something like that? He thought maybe if they had a real conversation about it and she apologized sincerely he'd be able to get past it. Not only that, but she clearly likes to dominate her partner and Will himself had always been the dominant one in his relationships, though there weren't many. Could he be in a relationship like that?
Will thought of how good literally
everything
she had done to him felt that night. Even the non-consensual nature of it had been really hot once he reflected on it in the car. Would he be a hypocrite for being with someone that did something like that to him?
Will knew he needed to talk to her. This had the potential to be really bad or really, really good. If he got a bad vibe or didn't like what she had to say then he could just never speak to her again. But if she explained herself and apologized in an appropriately sincere way, it had the potential to lead to something great.
His father raised him to think clearly and calmly before making decisions. "Always keep your temper and think about what you want. Think about how to get what you want while maintaining your composure. A hot head and flippant tongue will get you more trouble than solutions." He'd heard that so many times growing up he could practically hear his father saying it.
He decided to feel out her attitude and then try to get her to talk to him about what happened.
"Hey. I'm doing well. How about you?" He didn't intend to be so dry, but he didn't know what else to say.
It was several minutes before his phone let out the Portal 2 portal gun sound effect, indicating a new text.
"I'm great! Listen, can we talk? I think I need to apologize to you. I've been wanting to talk to you for weeks, I just didn't know how to start. But you deserve an apology and an explanation, though I don't think it will be good enough. I'd love to apologize in person tonight, but if you're not comfortable with that, I'll do it over the phone. Or even text message if you don't want to speak to me. I'd understand completely."
Will thought about it for a long minute. It was almost 8:30 pm and dark. There was a relatively well-lit park about a block from his condo. Since it was a Thursday night, most places nearby were closed.
The park it is,
he thought.
"I can meet you right now if you want," he gave her the name of the park and said he'd meet her there.
"See you soon," came her reply.
Will took a very quick shower and got dressed. He had been relaxing and playing games all day and figured he probably needed it. On the way out he grabbed his keys, intending on driving to the park, but he spied his OneWheel in its corner in the living room and decided to ride that instead. It had been a couple of days since his last ride and his favorite time to ride was at night when it was a little chilly. He briefly debated not wearing his helmet, thinking Chloe would think he was a loser or childish when she saw it.
He used to wear his old skateboarding helmet when he first got his OneWheel, but after a fall at almost 20 mph that ended with him nearly smashing his face on a curb, he decided a full-face helmet would be the way to go if he wanted to keep all his teeth.
Fuck that, I like my teeth right where they are, thanks.
He grabbed his keys, OneWheel, and a light jacket and headed out the door.
Helmet on, he took his time riding to the park. He knew it would still be a while before Chloe showed up. Once he got there he rode around the sidewalk throughout the park, enjoying the chill breeze. He was listening to some synth-pop music on the one earbud he had on. It was his favorite music to listen to while cruising at night, whether in the car or on his board. It was just so relaxing and a good mood setting for him.
He saw a white Nissan pulling into the parking lot and made his way over to a bench nearby. He pulled his helmet off and put away his earbud as Chloe walked up to him. She was absolutely stunning. That hadn't changed. And she still didn't look like someone that would do what she had done. It was hard reconciling that memory with this girl standing before him.
She was wearing gray workout leggings that looked incredible on her as they showed off her flat tummy and toned thighs. Those combined with the tight white shirt she was filling out very well showed how fit and curvy she was. Her red hair was in a ponytail that exposed her elegant neck and once he realized that he couldn't help but think about the hair tie she'd used on him the first time they met. He felt a stirring in his pants and immediately tried to think of something else. He did notice, however, that she didn't have the choker on that she wore the first time they met.
"Whoa! Is that your OneWheelie thing? That thing is cool!"
"Yeah. It's a lot of fun. A bit dangerous, especially at night, but well worth it so far," Will said. "I like to ride around at night when it's cool and quiet. Put some chill music on and just relax, you know?"
"I get that. I do the same with my bike all the time," Chloe said.
