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Monday, February 14, 2022

[SS-1037] Bro Jogger


[BRO JOGGER]

This morning, you have the community track and field oval to yourself. It has been two months since the incident. You are slowly picking yourself up from a depressive episode.

You decide to come back to your fitness goals. You spend the next hour just jogging. You feel the sweat drip down your body.

After your vigorous run, you walk up the audience bleachers. You sit down and remove your top. You focus on your breathing as you cool down.

Then you hear steps coming up to the bleachers. You look behind you and see your ex girlfriend's brother.


You stand, "what are you doing here?!"

He looks surprised upon seeing you, "you're here!"

You cross your arms, "I thought I told you that I don't want to see you again. Why are you still bugging me?!"

"Bugging you? You know I jog here in the mornings with or without you," he defends.

You swallow, "I'll go now. I'm not ready to face you yet."

"No!" Then he runs down to you and sits beside you.


"What?" you mumble, not looking at him.

"How are you?" he asks.

"Better. But I've been a mess since your sister broke off the engagement," you reply.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to seduce you. I didn't mean to confuse you," he responds, "I understand that you don't want to see me again. But I just want you to know that I'm sorry. And that I wish the best for you."

"I should hate you for drunk sexing me in your house. We shouldn't have been caught," you grumble, "I should. But I still think about you."

"Me too."

He kisses you. You kiss back.

"Maybe we should give us a chance?" he asks.

"But your family won't forgive me. They will disown you," you tell him.

"We don't need them. We're enough," then he kisses you again. 

You are still confused whether you should take his offer. But your body feels more alive that it ever has.

He gropes on your bulge, "let's have sex behind the bleachers like we always do?"

"Fuck you!"




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