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Click hereCassie tossed her hair and jauntily skipped back to the locker room. I was horny and I felt like shit. I embarrassed her in front of the class and her friends. I raped her. I got her sent to the office. I guess it worked out okay for her. She seemed to enjoy the sex, played it off well with class. I knew I was rationalizing so I didn't really feel much better.
Gym class was basketball. I decided to be a little faster than I normally was. I didn't want to seem like a star but merely adequate. Unfortunately adequate escaped me. By being a little bit faster than I was used to, I was stronger, the ball was lighter and my arms were moving faster. My first shot at the basket went soaring over the top. Everyone pointed and laughed, but I smiled. Before, it was all I could do to get it up to the hoop. Now I had a chance.
I still felt like I was behind everyone but I was doing better. It was wonderful to be close to normal. I actually managed to score a basket. I was feeling on top of the world and floated through the school day.
That came to an end as I saw Scott and Cassie arguing in the hall at the end of the day.
"Why did you have to tramp it up in Gym class? 'That's the way I fuck Scott' You know what that makes me look like!"
"A stud." She said rubbing her hands over his chest.
"He pushed her away. Get off me skank. You put a show on like that for everyone. A public strip tease. I have to have some respect. I can't be seen with a whore like you." He turned his back on her. She reached out and touched his shoulder. He swung and punched her hard in the face. She collapsed into a sobbing heap on the floor.
"Stop!" I shouted. "It's not her..."
Scott turned on me. "Stay the fuck out of it retard, or I'll finish what that suit started."
"No! You've bullied me enough."
"Manning up after all these years. Go ahead, if you are such a man, throw the first punch."
There was a metallic taste in my mouth and I turned and charged at him. I pulled my fist back to hit him and I felt time slowing down around me. I was moving so quickly. I remembered the basketball. I could literally take his head off. I slowed myself down. It was hard to slow myself down so suddenly. I overshot real time and he side stepped easily the shoved me down. I hit hard. He walked away laughing, "Fucking retard."
The bus ride home with Mary Jo was quiet. She had seen the fight. She thought that I was just being a stand up guy. Being nice to Cassie for no reason; feeling empathy, not responsibility. I figured it actually was probably better for Cassie in the long run. Scott was good at baseball, but not great. He would get a scholarship and maybe play minor league ball for a few years but then he would end up an alcoholic and probably beat her. I was trying to justify my actions.
Mary Jo leaned her head against my shoulder. It was the best feeling in the world. "You are so wonderful. You didn't stand a chance and you knew it and you still stood up for her, even though she was acting like a whore. Just like Jesus did in John 8."
I felt even worse, I was fairly certain Jesus hadn't raped the adulteress. That was when she said it. "My birthday is coming up soon. I've been talking with my mom. I've told her I want to make love to you. I know I could trust you to stand by me."
- COMMENTS
Anonymousalmost 9 years agoToo bad this seems to happen where stories just go unfinished. Hopefully we get to see the author return and complete the story.
Anonymousalmost 9 years agoI like it so far, although the morality index is all over the place, and I'm interested to see where you're going with it. The premise is interesting, someone getting knocked out of sync with their normal rhythms and then finding they have the ability to speed up or slow down their frame of reference relative to the local time scale -at least I assume that is more believable, in some small ways, than the notion that the individual is affecting the time scale of the entire universe or omniverse as may be. Afterall, we've all probably experienced moments where time "slowed down" or "everything happened in an instant!" since we don't exactly have an internal chronometer with an absolutely fixed time period. Yes, I realize you've moved beyond that, but it can't hurt to help suspend disbelief.
I'm waiting for you to start hitting us with the other ramifications of the condition like how he starts catching up with aging, etc. as he uses the ability to accelerate his frame of reference -there are costs either way it would seem, bonuses too. Moving at high enough speeds would engender all sorts of problems with friction, mass, energy, etc., some acceleration would also grant faster healing from an outside perspective, etc. There is a lot to play around with. Great premise, have fun!
disableddanalmost 9 years agoI hope you'll continue this.... it's shaping up to be a good multi-chapter tale.
BARON1357about 9 years agoI like the mechanic of time catching up to people, i cant wait to see how this affects the rest of the story
