This choice: Steve says something, Josh is still staying. • Go Back...Chapter #5Steve says something, Josh is still staying. by: redhead3710   Continuing to rub your enemies foot, you are realizing more and more that you are running out of time. The longer Josh is staying in your house, the more difficult it will be to get him out again, and now he has already gotten comfortable on your couch, for what looks like a long afternoon of sports and massages...
You try to think of a clever way to end this, but you can't think of any. Your position certainly doesn't help you to think creative and strong thoughts, on your knees in front of that bully massaging his sweaty foot. Since Josh ordered you to bow down so that he could watch the tv-screen and forced you into direct proximity to his feet, you decided to bow your head even more than necessary, looking down to the ground. It feels like buckling to the most extreme extent possible, but it's the only way to avoid staring straight at his disgusting feet and getting completely lost in the impenetrable wall of awful stench emenating from them. Josh doesn't seem to mind your cowering position, for the last 10 minutes ignores you completely, focusing on the television instead. You give your best to think of a phrasing that would come over as assertive and confident, but the mere knowledge that you have been dominated into this position by a bully two years younger than you is so humiliating that you have serious troubles thinking a straightforward though.
~Josh, I have been very nice for long enough now... I... I...~ No. you can't start it of like that, that just sounds too weak,
~Listen Josh... it... ehem... I, I have things to do today... I, need to go to the... the... grocery store, and...~ Your thoughts are cut of by Josh kicking the top of your bowed down head, snidely remarking: "You're not doing a good job, Stevie. Put some more effort into the massage. After all, I'm allowing you the honour of serving at the feet of a real man.", followed by an arrogant chuckle. With a sort of confused horror you realize yourself instinctively bowing even lower, and applying more pressure to his feet.
~What am I doing? I can't cower even more, it can't go on like this forever. I need to end this now, get up, and tell him to leave.~ you think, desperately trying to psych yourself up and boost your confidence. ~Yeah, time to find your balls, Steve! Josh, that's it! I'm... I'm not rubbing your filthy feet anymore. You get up and leave right now... ... ! I, I ... I don't want you around here, so... get out of... ehm... my house before I call your older brother, and put you in a lot of trouble!! Now, take your shirt, and get out of here!! NOW!!! ... Yeah, that's it...~
You still feel weak and confused, but at least now you have the strong words in your head.
You prepare yourself for your stand. It's time.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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