This choice: Her old high school ex. He looks great and hasn't gained a pound, the big jerk. • Go Back...Chapter #6Patrick, The Fat-Shaming Jerk by: boywithpen   "Susie?" Patrick's voice echoed through the department store and to the dressing room lobby where Susan was hiding. His eyes x-rayed through the clothing rack. "Is that you, Susie?" Susan cowered behind the clothes. Her blonde curls and blue eyes peeped over. Her back ached as it tried to support her swinging ass which had dipped into a squat. Her ass hung out of her skirt, and her side-stomach roles were bunching up her blouse fabric.
"I don't want to be seen like this." Susan whispered.
Patrick barreled forward with his 6 foot two inch body, hammer stepping his size 14 feet. The momentum off the king jerk was picking up. In high school, Patrick was the one everyone loved and everyone hated. He was muscular and athletic, plus a math and science wiz. His ego was as big and impatient as a school bus. Patrick took pleasure in sacking nerds and spilling their book bags in the hallway floors. He poured vinegar in lunch buckets, and poured glue into desk locks. He was strong and knew it. He was well-liked and knew it. This sort of behavior went farther once he roped in Susan, his new cheerleader. The two got into the habit of teasing fat girls. At the time, fat-shaming was new territory for Patrick and he was exhilarated.
Patrick would sit behind a fat girl and tie a string to her pants so when she got up she'd be promptly yanked back down. The victim, being as fat as she was, would have to struggle for a few minutes in order to reach around her back and undo the harness.
"Down she goes!" He said. The poor fat girl had her stomach falling over her waistband. Her side-to-side wiggle struggle made it worse. Another time, he made a fart noise and waved his arms in the air. "Hurricane!" He screamed. "Fat girl made a hurricane!"
Pat and Susan went on like this for a year's time, oink-oinking fat girls who walked by. Susan never liked it, but she never intervened. She was too worshipful of Pat and his status. Nerds kissed his shoes and did his homework. Fat girls ran and hid. Jocks came to him for advice. Teachers were easy-going with him, too afraid to instigate his sharp tongue.
Now it seemed like Susan might be in a bad place.
"Susie! I see you. My god. Here we are. What a chance coincidence. I have been wondering what you were up to all of these years. The last time I saw you...maybe in my dreams last February. I remembered how good you looked in that red sweater you wore during the pep rally. My memory is astonishing. I remember it, with the white hearts! And I dreamt that. How is your life?"
"Hi Patrick. My life is wonderful..."
"Fantastic. Seeing you must be a sign."
"It is a sign we should get lunch...another time. We should schedule that."
"Oh no, we should get lunch now. Right now. What are you doing?"
"I'm busy. I have a thing to do."
"Come on." Pat smiled. "Forget these clothes." He put his hand into the rack and spread them apart. Susan's belly came into view. Pat's eyes opened and his expression turned from happiness to disbelief. "Susie! You're fat!"
"Yes, Patrick. I did gain some weight since high school."
"Susie, you became a pig. An awful pig!"
"Patrick!"
"I feel, lied to. I don't know who I'm looking at."
"Patrick, we haven't seen each other in years. I haven't been active. I have a new lifestyle. I'm a mom."
"You became a pig! Oh Susie, oh no...Susie. You did it. You went full blown housewife and made yourself a balloon! Why did you do it? This is awful Susie. You were slim. You had a flat stomach. I used to bounce ping pong balls off it. You were a super model, a perfect slim girl." Patrick curled his lips. "Ew, ew, ew. Why did you have to get like this?"
"Patrick. I'm sorry."
"I feel so bad for your kids...do you have a daughter? Is she upset about the fact that she is going to be skinny in highschool but turn into a balloon afterwards?"
"Patrick!"
"Don't get upset with me. I am the one who is upset. I have to be the one who knows he dated a soon-to-be elephant. How could you deceive me like that? I never would have dated you if I knew what would happen."
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