The Hamster Wheel

Way Back

72 Hours Before:

Chase POV:

I looked at myself in the mirror and took a breath out of frustration. I couldn't believe how low I had stooped. This wasn't me, but it didn't make what I had done any more justifiable. 

The door opened a bit and I could see her blonde head poke through. 

"You're up early," she said softly. 

Walking over to me, her fully naked toned body came into view and I looked down, disgusted with myself. 

You're a shitty human being, Chase. 

I suddenly felt her arms wrap around my torso and she laid her head on my back. 

"Ashley, we really should not be doing this. I can't keep doing this," I muttered. 

She pulled me around to face her and I met her brown eyes. Her face was so angelic like, it was hard to believe she was such a freak in bed. Her big brown eyes give her an image of a lost puppy, and the natural pout of her lips gave off the upmost seduction. 

That's what sold me. 

"Look, I know that circumstances aren't ideal, but please don't get all cold feet on me. We've both wanted to do this for the longest time. This is only the third time, why stop now?" She asked. 

I shook my head and looked away, only for her to pull my chin and bring me back. 

"Especially when you know what makes me cum... you got the key to my heart," 

I pulled her hands away and got from beneath her. The guilt was killing me and every time I realized what I was doing, it made it that much harder to face Jen. 

"I'm done with this, Ashley. I mean it. I don't want you coming by the house to talk to my mom, I don't want you to stopping at the school to give me coffee, I don't want anything out of the ordinary. For f***s sake, you're my -"

"DONT DARE say it. That is nothing but a formality!" 

"SISTER IN LAW!" I shouted. 

She sighed and rolled her eyes. 

"The fact that our parents are getting married is beyond my control, Chase. If I had known you before then we would be together!"

"No we wouldn't. I have Jen! Or did you forget?" 

She chuckled and bit her lip. 

"I had you between my legs last night, or did you forget?" 

"Stop talking," 

"Did you forget how your tongue stroked my entire being? Did you forget how my walls tightened around your d**k every time you slid in? Without a condom, might I add-"

"I'm done with you." I said and walked out the bathroom. 

Grabbing her stuff off the floor, I began to pile it all into her bag in a hurry. I did not have time to deal with any of this, I was supposed to pick up Jen soon. 

"It's crazy how I'm always the bad guy once you get what you want. If you ask me, the fact that you f**k me and not Jen should tell you something," she spat. 

"You know what ... it should. It should tell you that I only view you as a piece of ass, a booty call, hooker, slut, whatever you want to call it Ash. I'm with Jen because I want to be with Jen. I don't want to be with you. Get that through your blonde head," I exclaimed. 

Handing her the dress and purse she came in, I pointed towards the door. 

"Either leave naked or put it on, I don't care. I gotta go," I said and turned around to grab my towel. 

She reluctantly pulled her dress over her head in silence. I knew what I said was disrespectful, but if I took it back, she would think she still had a chance.

"Jen is nothing but a hood rat with no money to her name or family, living in some busted up house all the way in Fulken and you're still choosing her over me? Who are you fooling, Chase?! Rich is in your BLOOD! You belong here. Do you really see yourself marrying a lonely, and broken girl that has nothing to offer but part time job savings?" She spat. 

I walked over the door and held it open for her. 

"Mention her again and I'll personally see to it that my hood rat friends jump you on your way home. Get the f**k out my house!" 

She scoffed and walked out. Slamming the door behind her, I mentally cursed myself out again for the 50th time this morning.

Fucking women. 

________

Jen's POV

I rolled over and stared at the clock. It was 7:00 and I had about 30 minutes to get ready before Chase would be here.

My life was so mundane. Wake up, go to class, go to work, and repeat. There was nothing new or exciting to my day ever and that is what has been slowly killing me. I was never the kind of person who stuck to routine. I'm too spontaneous by nature, but I guess losing a family does that to you. 

Grabbing my phone, it lit up to an empty home screen. How I wish I had friends that would actually text me. 

I opened my camera app to see how I looked this morning. My features were subpar, except my eyes were kinda puffy. I only got 4 hours of sleep because I didn't get off til 12. 

Throwing my phone down, I got up and got in the shower. I came to find that taking showers were my favorite way to pass time. I never think about anything. It's just me, steam, and water. 

Overthinking was a b***h. 

Stepping out, I looked at myself in the mirror and sighed. I was starting to look a little better, but I didn't feel it. 

Suddenly, my phone dinged. It was an i********: DM from a user I didn't recognize. 

The person was reacting to the last picture I posted and said:

Hi, this is Roland Modeling Agency! We've been looking at your profile for a while and you belong on the cover of a magazine. The latest picture you uploaded is absolutely stunning & we'd love to have you come in and model for us some time. It is a paid job, so if you are interested, don't be afraid to reach out to the email I attached below. You are absolutely gorgeous! Please reach out when you are available!

(Picture posted below)  

This was the one of the many DM's I had gotten from users claiming to be modeling agencies, but they felt more like scams than anything.

After all, who DM's for a modeling contract?

I shrugged it off as soon as a knock sounded from the door. I walked out and looked through the peep hole to see Chase. Opening the door, I hugged him and gave him a kiss. 

"Hey babe, how you feelin?" he asked. I sighed and walked to my room still in my towel.

"I'm okay, I'm just tired I guess," 

Laying down on the bed, he climbed in next to me and pulled me into his arms. He smelled of his usual cologne and his arms felt like home. Instant feelings of safety and protection filled my  body and I could feel myself releasing tension.

 Chase and I had been together for about two years. He was with me when Amanda died and has stayed with me ever since. It's been hard juggling a love life and responsibilities, especially when you don't have anyone you can depend on. I was adopted and the family I had didn't exactly have good people in it, so we were loners. No one to depend on for help and no one to take care of us when they died. 

It is what it is though.

Looking up, I pulled him in for a kiss and soon enough, his hands began to roam.  Peeling back my towel, his hand slid in and down my back, gripping my ass. My immediate reaction was to throw my leg around his waist and climb on top. Our kisses were now passionate and hungry with him pulling my hair back and planting hickies on my neck. 

Fuck, I needed this. 

I could feel he was hard already and my lust for him grew stronger as he pulled my towel off completely to slap my ass. Without hesitation, I began to pull on his belt buckle and his pants came down just enough to reveal his member. 

I grabbed it and caught his groan in between kisses. 

"f**k," he whispered. 

"Let me take control," I said. I watched him eye me through lustful eyes and after rubbing his tip on my wet c**t, he nodded in agreement. 

I slid him right in...

********** (1 hr later) ***********

"Damn, felt like it's been forever since we had s*x," Chase said. 

We were now driving towards school and I couldn't help but feel annoyed at the world. Every time I drove through Fulken, I despised the country that made it. It was full of nothing but cheap, torn down housing and food deserts for miles. The government treated the middle and lower class like s**t and pampered the upper. 

"f*****g bullshit," I muttered. 

"What? You didn't like it?" Chase asked. 

I snapped out of it and realized he was talking to me. 

"What? No, it was great. I was talking to myself. We hadn't had s*x in a minute, you're right. I've just been hella tired with work and everything," I responded.

Chase had this tendency of being insecure about s*x. Normally, asking someone if they liked the s*x after it was a good thing except he not only asked, but usually got into detail about him feeling unsure of me liking it. I never gave him a reason to, I pretty much did the normal thing any girl does when she's being pleasured. I did genuinely enjoy it. 

He's just really insecure sometimes and it does turn me off. 

"You gotta stop second guessing yourself," I told him. Silence immediately followed my statement and I regretted saying anything at all. 

"I can't help it sometimes, considering how many people you've been with," he muttered. 

My blood instantly began to boil and I could feel a fight coming on.

"My body count has nothing to do with your ability to be confident in the way you f**k me," I spat. 

"It does when you have more than me,"

"We're not gonna f*****g do this on the way to school, Chase," 

"You shouldn't have said anything."

"You should grow a pair of balls and accept criticism."

"Oh right, but you won't accept mine when I tell you ways you should go about improving your life?"

"Getting a boob job will not improve my life! The only thing you've offered that was actually valuable was advising me to go after modeling!"

"And you still haven't done that have you? You literally are you're own problem, don't you see that? All you do is complain about your life, you never take a chance on anything, which is exactly why your sister died!" 

"DONT YOU DARE TALK ABOUT MY f*****g SISTER! She had f*****g cancer!"

"Which you could've slowed if you took the chance on the trial the doctor told you about in Spain!" 

"WITH WHAT MONEY?! You think everything can be done with the snap of your fingers because you've been raised with a thoroughly polished, gold spoon in your mouth since birth!"

"Just because I was born into money doesn't make me any less of a person that can make proper judgement! You failed to show up for your sister because of your own fears! You were the one being selfish!" 

My hands began to shake and I looked down at them to try and steady them. My body was boiling hot and I could feel myself losing control of my anger. Black veins began to appear on my fingers and I shoved them in my pockets. 

"Pull the f**k over," I said. 

"What, no. We're late as it is!" 

Clenching my jaw, I turned to look at him and he met my eyes. His eyes began to widen in fear and I could feel him slowing the car down. 

"Pull. the f**k. over."

My face was boiling hot and the longer I looked at him, the cloudier my vision became. Coming to a stop, I jumped out the car and ran into the forest that divided the towns. Once I was far enough, I let out the biggest scream I could to release the anger I had. 

"Fuckkk!"

Suddenly, animals screeches filled the air and I could feel something flying over my head. Looking up, I realized a colony of bats were hanging from the trees and one at a time, they all attacked me. 

I began to swat at them until I couldn't anymore, except within a matter of seconds they stopped. Opening my eyes, I looked up to see them now gone.

"What the f**k is with today?" I muttered to myself. 

I turned around to walk back towards the car and then I seen them. The bats weren't gone...they were all dead, spread across the forest ground like seeds. It looked like they died mid flight, their wings still out and open. 

A shiver ran down my spine and I grabbed myself in comfort. Suddenly, a tree branch snapped and I turned around to see who was there. Silence pursued and I could tell whatever was happening was not good. 

Without hesitation, I sprinted back towards the car and got back in. 

"Go! Now!"