Author's note: For some reason, the last chapter I wrote for this series wasn't on here. So I'm sorry for all the disappointed fans out there.
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My grades started to suffer after mom told me that she was pregnant with Seth's child. How the hell could mom be pregnant? How could Aunt Maria be pregnant? Were they both fucking him raw? Did they want that?
Questions like that plagued my mind.
Seth didn't seem to care about it. As a matter of fact, he gloated about knocking them up. Saying that now my mom could have a better son, who isn't a pathetic loser like me.
It took all I had to not punch him in the face. I even had to listen for weeks, to him having phone sex with them. Hearing mom and Aunt Maria moan his name as they came hard afterward.
Sometimes I'd even walk into our shared dorm room and see either mom or Aunt Maria completely naked on his bed and laying on their stomachs as he fucked them from behind. I would then get yelled at to "Close the fucking door!" or "Turn off that god-damn light!" by either of them, as Seth fucked them.
It was humiliating to say the lease. Watching the two women who I loved and cared about more than anything in this world, become nothing more than "bully sluts" for him.
But like I said, my grades started slipping and that caught the attention of the principal of our academy.
Looking back now, it was her saving grace that stopped me from doing what I was constantly thinking about.
Suicide.
Yeah I know. It was pathetic and a immature thing for me to think about. But... wouldn't you think the same thing if you were in my position? Think about it; your mom has been fucking your bully since she went on a trip with him. Your aunt became his plaything once they got back, and now they are both pregnant with his child.
And you can't sleep in your own bed because of how disgusting it is. Since he loves to fuck them on it. So your sheets would constantly smell of ass, pussy juices, cum and sweat. Which forced you to constantly sleep in the common room because you don't feel safe in your own room.
Not to mention how they would leave souvenirs for him as well. Namely, the panties they had on during their "visits," and he'd display them on his corner of the room. With derogatory words written on the crotch of said panties.
Anyways, moving on.
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When word reached our school's principal, she sat me down in her office and asked me what was wrong. That was when I broke down in tears. Telling her about my failing grades, how I felt like I was on the verge of dropping out due to lack of sleep, and how, on top of it, I had thoughts of suicide.
She, without saying a word, walked around her desk and hugged me. Telling me that everything would be okay and that she'll get to the bottom of the issue. This was how my mom was before she became involved with my bully. She was caring, sweet, and a bit tomboyish, too. Which is what I loved about her.
My mom arrived at the office when the principal phoned her. Telling her about an emergency that needed to be addressed. I remember my mom wearing a small purple flower dress that reached the top of her knees.
She looked at me before looking at the principal.
"You okay, sweetie?" mom asked me as she sat across from me.
Her belly was starting to show at this point. Just another disgusting reminder that Seth really did impregnate her.
I ignored her.
"What seems to be the problem?" asked mom.
"Why don't you ask him," the principal stated, "he's your son after all."
"I have two sons, actually," mom stated, "his stepbrother is his roommate here."
"Yes, I see that," the principal said, "it must make things... easier for you then."
"What's that supposed to mean?" mom asked, "is there a problem with me visiting my boys?"
"While we encourage parents visiting their children here," the principal said, "we condone them "visiting" in their rooms."
Mom's face went bright red. She then looked at me.
"What did you tell her?" mom asked me.
I said nothing.
"Look at me when I'm talking to you, Doug!" mom snapped, "What the hell did you say?"
That was when I snapped back.
"WHY SHOULD I LOOK AT YOU HUH?!" I shouted at her, "IT'S YOUR FAULT THAT I'M HAVING THESE PROBLEMS.... MONICA!"
I never said mom's first name before. It felt weird, and at the same time, it felt good. Because she wasn't my mom at that moment. She was Seth's slut. His bitch. His... whore. Mom stared at me with shock in her eyes.
"I think you should calm down, Doug," the principal said, "there's no need for rude behavior in this office."
I took a deep breath. Mom started crying. Good.
"I brought you here today, Ms. Monica Desper," the principal stated, "to talk about the issues involving your son Doug."
Mom sniffled. She didn't bother correcting the principal at this point.
"He has failing grades and is at risk of repeating the year if this continues," the principal continued, "not to mention other things to."
"What other things?" mom asked.
"Oh, you know exactly what I mean by other things, Ms. Monica," the principal said, "I have had reports of you and an unknown woman leaving the dorm room of your two sons Seth and Doug.
"We... were just visiting my two sons," mom said, "and that unknown woman with me was my sister Maria."
"Sure visiting," I said sarcastically, "just admit that you were there to see your fuckbuddy."
"Need I remind you that we are a place of learning," the principal stated.
"I have every right as a parent to visit my children here!" mom said getting upset.
"You're lying!" I spat, "Since when have you ever asked how I was doing? All you seemed to care about is Seth!"
Mom opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out.
"Exactly," I continued, "you just come here for Seth. Why is he so god-damn important than me?"
"Language!" the principal scolded me.
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Annabelle," I said, "I just... hate that my mom is lying to you about everything."
"Don't you think I know that she's lying?" Mrs. Annabelle said, "I wasn't a former psychologist for nothing, you know."
"How am I lying to you?" mom asked.
"Because you are," Mrs. Annabelle said, "You were seen on multiple occasions exiting your sons' dorm room while only Seth was inside. Your son Doug has been seen camping in the common room, because your other son Seth locked him out of their room. Did you know that Doug was also at risk for suicide too?
Mom looked over at me.
"What's she mean, Doug?" mom asked me gently, "What's she talking about?
I ignored her
"ANSWER ME DOUG!" mom stated.
"Oh so... now you're concerned about my health and well-being, huh?" I asked her sarcastically.
"What do you mean by that?" mom asked.