Page 459 of Call Me Baby 2: Side B

I walk to my bedroom,

hearing the slapping of wet skin,

of meat hitting meat,

followed by a rough, animal sound.

My bedroom door hangs open an inch,

blowing out the heat of the room.

I push it open the rest of the way,

and the brutal scene crashes into me.

A girl lying on her back,

brunette, naked,

tits bouncing,

legs spread.

In my bed.

Fisting my sheets.

As my Boy slams his cock inside her raw.

He’s grunting,

she’s moaning.

I’m hit with blunt-force trauma to the eyes, stiff, icy rigor mortis creeping up my spine.

My feet fuse to the floor.

My brain shuts down.

The connection to my mouth completely severs, my tongue lying heavy and useless.

When Ben's cock slips out,

he jerks himself the rest of the way,

and cum shoots over her breasts,

in my sheets, where I sleep⁠—

where Andrew and I sleep,

my safe place.

My only safe place.

The girl laughs when she sees me.

She says Ben’s name.