CAUGHT IN THE ACT

ASHLEY

I walked into my boyfriend's apartment. The main door wasn’t locked. The living room was unkempt. My eyes widened as I saw a purple bikini on the floor, followed by pants, a bra, and trousers. They all led to the bedroom. No! This can’t be! He can’t be cheating on me no! I neared the bedroom. There was a small gap in the door. I heard Calvin’s voice. He was moaning. I recognized the sounds. I knew it so well. I knew he was fucking someone who wasn’t me! I could hear her soft moans.

"Yes! Fuck me, baby! fuckkkk!" she screamed. My subconscious mind understood the situation instantly, then my conscious mind kicked in, caught up, and recognized that my life had been unilaterally transformed. I couldn't decide whether to kill, cry, or wind my watch as my heart rate skyrocketed, my senses went into overdrive, and adrenaline-fueled, intense shakes hit me like a shotgun blast.

Rage, anger, jealousy, hurt, and all the primal darkness wired into my collective unconscious exploded inside my brain. I couldn’t think straight, and shoved my hand into my bag searching for my gun, but it wasn’t there, Shit! I didn’t bring my gun! I had put a hidden camera in his room to catch him in case he was cheating, but he wasn’t, so I was planning to take it away, but what is going on now? I slowly opened the already cracked door a few inches.

I slowly entered the room; the scene was worse than I’d imagined. An adrenaline rush nearly overwhelmed me. I fought to control my breathing, which was shallow and rapid, and I fought to retain focus. They were both locked in a missionary position. He was gripping her ass and going to town, humping and grunting. She moaned in synchrony. There was no tenderness nor affection, it was just down and dirty, doing the nasty on my bed, the bed I got for him! This apartment belonged to me.

I ran to his nightstand and opened the top drawer, searching for a gun. They remained there and didn’t notice my presence. They were still moaning in ecstasy as I heard the sound of their skins clapping against each other. I found his gun, but there was no bullet. I had to pretend there was a bullet. I turned to the bedside and pointed the gun at them.

"How do you want your dead Calvin?" I asked in a hurt tone. I was trying my best not to cry. I couldn’t cry because of a man like him. My heart had been shattered into a million pieces. They both gasped with their eyes wide open as they saw me. I positioned my hand on the trigger.

"Ahhhh!!" The girl screamed underneath. Wait, is that who I think it is? She turned her face, and my heart dropped to my stomach. It was Emily, my best friend. Emily screamed, surprised, and it turned into my name, followed by words.

"No! Noo!! This can’t be! Assssshley, it’s you!!" She screamed. Calvin was still in her, and he was trying to pull out.

"Don’t move an inch, continue fucking her!" I screamed.

"Asssshley pleassse!" He pleaded, with tears coming out of his eyes.

"What’s that? No! Don’t cry; you are a guy. Don’t you want this?" I asked, glaring at him.

"Ashley, please don’t kill him! We are sorry!" Emily cried out.

"You are sorry? So, should I just forgive you?" I asked, sounding hurt.

"Please, Ashley, don’t do this. You know I still love you?" he said.

"Love? Shut your mouth hole, you scumbag!" I screamed.

"What are you waiting for? Start rocking your hips; isn't that what you wanted? You want to fuck my friend so badly, do it now!" I asked. Emily was still crying underneath as he started thrusting into her harder than before. She was the last person I expected this from. I never thought she would have an affair with my boyfriend. It was surreal. I couldn’t believe what was happening. I felt like vanishing into thin air, yet this was happening.

"Fuck her harder! Harder! Harder!" I screamed. He was moving his hips as I was screaming. I moved closer to them on the bed and slapped his butt's cheeks hard.

"I said harder!!!" I screamed.

"P…. please Ashhhhhley, he is h-hurting me." Emily screamed. I chuckled. "He wasn’t hurting you when it was just the two of you. Now he is hurting you?" I asked and slapped her hard across the face, still pointing the gun at his head. Her face turned red.

"Continue fucking her. I am watching you, you pussy!" I was furious. My eyes were burning. Pink and red abrasions striped his back. His right buttock was bright red and starting to swell.

"Stop this, Ashley! I won’t listen to you anymore!" He screamed. I couldn't help but laugh.

"Hahaha, do you think I am making empty threats? I am going to blow your head off if you don’t listen to me, you lousy fuck!" I yelled.

"Ahhhhh! Ashley…. Queen, please don’t do this…" Emily begged as she ran out of breath with hot tears streaming down her face.

"You guys caused me pain, so feel my wrath!" I exclaimed.

"Please Ashley, stop this, babe, please!" Calvin begged, still pounding on her harder.

"Why are you begging like a chicken? Are you out of sperm? You piece of maggot-infested shit! You're going to cum a million times before I will leave you alone!" I cursed.

"The world would like to watch this sex tape; it would be the best-selling porn video of all time!" I screamed. I knew he thought I was joking. I will never forget this day. I gave him everything. I gave him a roof over his head. He still betrayed me for some dumb reason. I shoved my right hand into my dress and took out my right boob.

"Is….this not big enough for you? Is my body not beautiful enough for you?" I asked, trying to control myself. I felt like killing them right there.