HOW TO CATCH A RAT
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Chapter 1
How To Catch A Rat
Serena's POV
“s**t! Why the hell is Darren late?” I yelled to myself pacing back and forth at the back of the kitchen diner.
I have been closed from my shift since the past 3 hours, and it's f*****g raining.
I have called his phone for the fifth time and it keeps going to voicemail.
Let me try again, I swear to God if he doesn't pick up, he will have to answer to me.
Beep. This is Darren, Sorry I can't get to you right now, please leave me a message and I will get right back at you. Beep.
“He's always doing this”, I muttered under my breath.
How does he expect me to go home in the rain after I literally begged him to come get me?
“Take it easy, baby girl. I told you that your boyfriend is always up to no good,” Angie said in a sarcastic tone, weaving between tables while picking up used dishes..
I looked at her, worried etched in my eyes.
”Come on, don't say that. You know Darren always does right by me Angie,” I said, defending my boyfriend.
“Okay we'll see about that”, Angie replied, walking past and shaking her head like she’d seen this story before.
I was just so eager to see Darren today. I needed some good s*x, damn; I missed him giving it to me the way I liked.
A grin crept onto my face, and I pressed my lips together, my body already reacting just at the thought of his touch.
But the clang of the café bell snapped me out of my dirty daydream.
I started pacing again, checking my phone and calling Darren once more.
The diner buzzed around me. Clinking cutlery, soft background music, and the warm hum of customers. The place was cozy, full of life. But I needed to get the hell out before Kyle, my manager, spotted me lingering.
I wasn’t about to work overtime today. Not on a Wednesday. I needed to be with my boyfriend but the bozo wasn't anywhere close by.
With a speeding heartbeat I pushed open the door, and looked around while chewing a piece of gum .I panicked and glanced at my wrist watch. It was already quarter past three in the afternoon and Darren was nowhere in sight.
Fine. I’d go pay him a surprise visit instead. I rushed to the counter.
“Angie, I gotta go. Getting a cab heading to Darren’s place,” I said quickly.
“Just go home and get some rest, Serena! You've been on your feet all day”.
“You know I can’t do that. Going to that house feels like prison. Nope, I need to be with” I stopped mid-sentence and waved. “Gotta run. Ciao!”
Before Angie could utter another word, I was already out the door and into the pouring rain.
I flagged a cab , got in, and gave the cabbie my directions.
……………
The rain had stopped by the time I stepped out of the cab.
The streets glistened, soaked in silver. The cold played on my skin like a string.
I needed to get a good f**k. And I needed it badly.
I slipped my key into Darren’s lock and pushed the door open.
Right then I paused for a moment.
I could’ve sworn I heard a moan. Or was my mind playing tricks on me?
I opened my mouth to call out to “Darren?” but a sound came from upstairs, stopping me from doing so.
It was a faint groan. I frowned at first.
What the f**k was going on?
I dropped my bag at the front door, taking in deep breaths.
“Okay, girl take a breather “ I whispered to myself.
“Just count backwards from Ten.”
My heart is thumping fast in my chest .
I moved quickly up the stairs but halted on the landing as I heard Darren's sharp moan, instantly that was when it hit me. Like lightening.
A million volts surged through me.
My eyes widened. No! No way, he wouldn't do this to me.
Lying on the floor carelessly outside the bedroom door was a woman's hot red high heel shoe. Right on top of it, my new lingerie. I had kept tucked in Darren's drawer for our special nights.
The same lingerie I never got to wear for him. I couldn't help but muster the thought that he must have given it to the b***h he was f*****g.
Silently now, I walked lightly towards the bedroom, to the door only halfway open.
Taking another deep breath, I braced myself to look into the room .I already knew what I would find. Sick to the stomach, I couldn't stop myself from looking.
I needed to know, I needed to see .So later Darren couldn't say it wasn't him. The sight that greeted me was too much for me to bear, I grabbed the doorframe with my right hand to hold myself upright.
There in the middle of the bed was my naked boyfriend and an equally naked woman .She looked really familiar. Darren was sitting on the edge of the bed, fully focused, while the woman knelt between his legs.
She had an hour glass figure and I could see the sides of her big boobs as her head kept swinging back and forth in between his thighs.
Obviously she was deep throating him, and from what I saw Darren had already forgotten his name.
Darren gripped her head as she pleasured him like she was born for it; I had never seen Darren in this form ever before even with me.
I unlocked my phone and without the knowledge of the two in the room, I took some photos with shaky hands as hot tears streamed down my face, like an unending fountain flowing without any destination.
Now I have evidence.
I just stood there not sure what to do now. I felt trapped and I couldn't leave and act like this hadn't happened.
I had to say something, right? I felt betrayed, anguish washed over me like a tidal wave, threatening to drown me.
I took a final breath to summon whatever remnant of grace I could find within me.
My heart was still in my throat, straightening away from the doorframe. I took a moment to calm myself and that was when I heard him moan her name.
“Ahhh, Charlene “.....
And that was when my blood pressure shot up.
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