Date Night
SMACK, is the sound your hand makes against Diamond Tiara’s rear as a pained cry comes from her mouth.
“Stop it!” she cries. That earns her another blow that reddens her tender rear, the vibrations from the smack making the soft skin ripple as she lets out another cry.
“You don’t speak without permission,” you remind the girl. She looked like she was about to respond but your raised hand convinces she otherwise. Happy that she was beginning to learn how to act, you smile at her.
“Good girl~,” you say, like an owner to a dog. Diamond’s eyes welled with tears and her naked body exposed to the world trembled in a mixture of fear and anger.
The plan continued and Diamond continued to resist where she could muster her resolve. After her initial punishment, you were upset with the amount of resistance Diamond Tiara put up and in anger you began to use the various tools that you had originally brought for show and to strike some fear in the little bully’s heart. But it went farther. Too far.
By the end of it all, welts, bruises, and scrapes decorated her body, thoroughly violated by toys and yourself alike. Looking at her body that had fallen from the table and she was curled up in a ball on the leaf covered ground, her arms and legs still bound, she lay trembling as soft sobs could be heard coming from her mouth. Standing over the body you bend down and pried Diamond’s bound hand from her face to look her in the eye. Mascara ran down her face, marks from strikes and bodily fluids made up her complexion.
This had gone too far and you knew it.
You knew it wasn’t right as you planned it.
You knew it wasn’t right as you raped her.
And you knew it as you drove her home like nothing had even happened.
Looking back down to Diamond Tiara, her soft sobs had become louder and sounded strained, sometimes choking on her breath. But it didn’t stop, her choking breaths became labored, large gulps of air through her mouth sounded raspy. She began to convulse and thrash weakly on the leaf covered ground. You began to lose focus of your surroundings as you put your hands on her shoulders and began to shake the girl, calling out to her. Her head fell to the side, eyes closed as her struggling breaths became weak hick-ups, until the struggling stopped. The tiara on top of her head was the last thing you saw before everything seemed to vanish.
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Your body flung itself up, throwing the bed sheets and blanket off your body that was slick with sweat. In the dark, you simply gazed where your head happened to point as your mind began to process what just happened, and soon after, you could feel your core tense up and a pressure at the top of your stomach. Realizing what was about to happen, you dashed for the trash can sitting next to the closed door of your room. Tumbling out of bed and rushing to the can, you emptied your guts, the putrid smell of half digested food began to permeate the room. After a few moments of intense contractions in your stomach, your body began to relax and you managed to get in a much needed breath of air. Giving a weak cough, you collect the remaining bits in your mouth and spit it out before rising onto shaky legs.
Opening the door to your room, you navigated through the pitch black hallway of your apartment to the bathroom. Stumbling in, you brush your fingers over the wall and the lights turn on, causing you to close your eyes. Feeling for the knob of your sink you turn on the water and begin to wash out your mouth of the disgusting flavor that burned the sensitive flesh of your throat. Finally dispelling the last of the taste, you look up at your face in the mirror. Your face was shiny, a layer of sweat coated your features and drops of it began to roll down your face and dark bags hung under your eyes.
“That was the fourth time this month,” you say out loud.
You’ve had this type of nightmare before but the prior ones were never this bad. You cringe, thinking to the image of Diamond Tiara your mind conjured up in that terrible dream. Even if what happened in your dream was not an accurate reflection of reality, the thought that if Diamond Tiara were more stubborn to the point that you became the monster in your dream made you tremble in fear and disgust.
“I’m a fucking monster...” your head fell into your hands and tears could be felt building up behind your closed eyes.
The reality of what happened a year ago had occurred in retaliation to Diamond Tiara bullying your sister. You kidnapped her and raped her. Regardless of what she did, what you did was wrong, and thinking over everything that had happened since then only continued to cut at your conscience. How could you not be a monster?
Eventually you pulled your head out of your hands and looked up to the mirror, seeing red eyes that released a pair of tear drops that rolled down your face. Wiping the trails from your cheeks, you turn on the water again and splash cold water on your face. It wasn’t like you would be able to fall back asleep after waking up to a dream like that so you started to prepare for the day to come. You showered, emptied the trash can and changed your sheets before getting dressed. You pulled on the last of your garb before looking at your digital alarm clock that sat next to your bed.
4:23am, was what it read. Picking up your phone, you looked at the screen and noted the date as well. Friday, August 29th.
It's getting close to a year… Heaving out a great sigh, you collected a pair of earbuds and pulled on a jacket. You wouldn’t have to work for a couple more hours and there was a 24 hour place in town you could walk to easily enough and get a coffee and breakfast. Stepping out of your apartment, you silently prayed that the quiet early morning walk would ease the anxiety that lay heavy in your stomach.
In the hours that passed and having long since finished your coffee and breakfast, you were walking around town as the sun cleared the horizon, yet the cocktail of churning emotions that plagued you since first waking up remained.
Now would be a good time to go home.
A short walk later, you stepped through the doorway of your apartment and set your phone down after hanging up your coat. You decided to get yourself dressed up and ready yourself for work. You collect your clothes and donning them you look to your reflection in the tall mirror that leaned against the wall of your room. Your attire consisted of a dull brown tie that hung over the buttons of a navy blue dress shirt and grey dress pants covered your legs. It was a Friday, so you could get away with this much. You pull on your nice shoes and prepare to head to work early, hoping to distract yourself from the guilt that tugged at the backs of your heels. After collecting all your work materials you slide your phone into your pocket but before you can leave, you hear a light ding and feel a soft vibration from your phone.
Curious, you pull your phone out, wondering who would be texting at 6:50 in the morning, and your breath caught in the back of your throat. The message read ‘Good morning!’ followed by a heart emoji. It was from Diamond Tiara.
Setting your briefcase down, your other hand joins your other as you prepare to respond, but you stop, your thumbs hanging over the LCD screen. Your face loses the slight smile your lips had and the mirth in your eye fades away as you straighten back up, your thumb turning the device off as it slid into your pocket. Picking your briefcase back up, you twist the handle to your door and set out for work.
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Reclining in your office chair, you stretch your arms out, releasing little air bubbles that settled between your joints. Settling back into your chair, you type up an email and attach the project you just finished and pressed send. Looking to the office clock, you see it reads 10:57am.
“Damn, I’m on a roll today,” you say, your mouth forming a smile of accomplishment. Finishing half of all your assignments before noon was a nice feeling. You pulled out your phone once again as you began to take a small break, careful to make sure no sound came from the device. You didn’t do anything in particular, just scrolled through your phone checking random things to take up company time. After going through your emails, you instinctively tap the message icon. Before you could realize what you did, the text conversation with Diamond Tiara lit up your screen, marking her message as read. Letting out a sigh, you prepare to answer the message.
‘Sorry for the late response, good morning’
Tapping send, you set your phone down and put a hand to your brow, drawing your fingers over closed eyes. But before you can forget the message a small buzz resonates from the desk and you snatch it up before checking to see if anyone would check your cubicle. Returning your attention back to the screen, you read the message.
‘Lol did u wake up late?’
At this point you had to respond.
‘Yeah a lil bit, almost was late to work’
‘lol were you busy thinking of me last night???’
You tensed up, the playful message reminding you of the nightmare.
‘Yeah’
Her response didn’t arrive as quickly as the others. Concerned that you made her uncomfortable you began to type again before Diamond’s message interrupted your response.
‘wow that was direct’
Ahhh… You let out an internal groan, silently berating yourself for your single word message. Your attention was quickly pulled away from your thoughts as the tapping of a pair of heels were heard passing your cubicle. Instinctively straightening your back and dropping your phone into your lap you pretended to be working. After a few seconds you gingerly look over your shoulder to find that you were clear for the time being.
I need to get back to work… Reaching back down for your phone, you told Diamond Tiara just that.
‘I’m at work rn, don’t have too much time, i’ll talk to you later’
And with that you put your phone back into your pocket and oriented yourself in front of the computer. You expected to hear the sound of a response follow the text you sent but there was a pause and your hands rose off the keyboard, waiting for the buzz from your pocket to signal the start of your work. A few tense moments later, you felt a vibration from your pocket but instead of restarting your work, you reached down, suspiciously fast, to read the message.
‘Hey, I was just curious, I know we planned to go out tonight but if you aren’t feeling too well today then we can always just move it to a different day. I hope you have a good day at work, I love you!’
Reading those words, you screwed your eyes shut and buried your head in your folded arms. After what all had happened this morning, you had completely forgotten about your date tonight. Life had been busy for the both of you and because of that, the both of you had planned this night nearly a month in advance and you even had a reservation at a nice restaurant just outside of town.
Stupid, Stupid! How could you forget, and now Diamond’s saying rescheduling would be fine if it's for my sake… Guilt began to fill your heart as you prepared to respond.
‘No, don’t worry about it Diamond, we both planned for tonight and a rough start to my day isn’t going to ruin it’
Three dots appeared and a few moments later Diamond’s message appeared.
‘Great! I’m so excited for tonight, I have a new dress that I’m excited to show you~’
Your curiosity piqued at the mention of a new dress and while you did want to go out with your beautiful girlfriend, you felt… Conflicted. Like what you had wasn’t real, or wasn’t deserved. But for the sake of Diamond, you can go one night suppressing these negative emotions.
The work day passed faster than you hoped for and it was time to prepare for your date. The restaurant was of the fancier variety and dressing appropriately was imperative. Getting home, you picked out an outfit that looked nice to you. It was a three piece suit, its color a dark shade of grey. You choose a burgundy red dress shirt and a matching red and black tie that suited the color of your shirt and suit. Satisfied with your selection, you step into the shower and turn the shower knob. You sharply inhaled and pulled to the wall as the first few seconds the shower ran, cold water pouring out. As the water became a bearable temperature, you step into the stream and reach for a bottle of shampoo. As you lather your hair, you can recognize Diamond Tiara’s scent. Stopping your motions and careful to not get the suds in your eyes, you reach and bring the bottle of shampoo your eyes and look at the bottle. The bottle was pink and you recognized the bottle as Diamond Tiara’s set of soap and shampoo for when she used to stay overnight.
Looking back at the bottle of shampoo, you gave a chuckle at the name, Rainbow Flow, and it's childish graphic. You would have never imagined Diamond Tiara to use such a brand of shampoo considering her pampered background, but she began to use the shampoo after she happened to run out of her usual shampoo and needed to clean her hair with something. Funny enough, the reason she made the switch wasn’t because she loved it but you told her she smelled amazing the day she used it. That and the sex that came later allegedly made ‘you an animal in bed’. Since then her hair hadn’t smelled of anything other than the cheap brand of shampoo. You couldn’t help but smile at the memory.
Despite her difficult personality, Diamond had come to change and grow into an amazing young lady in the last year. Becoming more patient, understanding and caring while keeping a proud, refined composure and affable personality in the face of her incredible beauty. In the time between when you first met her and today, she had certainly changed a lot, and not only in personality. She must have been a late bloomer as she grew taller and became curvier, her breasts hung lower under their heaviness and each step would create a delectable jiggle in her ass. All of her physical growths helped to make her seem more mature, at least in appearance. In many ways, she was still immature, being a young adult, but that did nothing to hinder her attractiveness and your love for the girl.
Despite the pleasant thoughts of your girlfriend, you couldn’t help but feel dirty. While the dreams about that fateful day contributed to your feelings of disgust, you thought of the months that followed after that day and you felt your shoulders sag, guilt joining your emotional turmoil. Your tryst on Whitetail Mountain with Diamond Tiara was far from your last, and the both of you were interested in doing more. You could remember the various moments of lust you shared with Diamond, her body arching as she rode you in your car, her face contorted in pleasure with her hand covering her mouth as she tried to keeper her moans hidden in the CHS bathroom, her lips wrapped your cock as she hummed happily behind the bleachers during a home game, and many more that ended in a satisfied expression on the face of the girl. But no matter the happiness that Diamond Tiara exuded when the two of you were together and how many times she said ‘I love you,’ you couldn’t help but think of the night you raped your girlfriend.
The warm water that ran over skin had turned cold as you stood lost in the various memories you could recall with Diamond. Shaking yourself free of the feelings that gripped you, lathering up, you quickly clean the rest of your body, conscious to not use Diamond’s soaps. As you finished the shower you quickly dried off and got yourself dressed. Looking over your attire, you couldn’t help but frown. Although you knew that this was your best set of clothes, the person wearing them made the entire ensemble seem like it was just lipstick on a pig.
“No, Diamond has seen you in this suit and loved it, calm down and quit being such a damn sad boy,” you say, trying to force yourself to become happier. Focusing on your eyes, you inhale deeply and let it out a few moments later. Your hands in sync, you slap each hand against your face twice. Your face stung a little and your cheeks reddened at the impacts but you felt a little more energetic.
“You’ll sooner ruin her night that you will feel better, so deal with it.”
Looking to the mirror, you focus on your face, noticing the glum look painted on your features. Trying to change the look, you crack a friendly smile. You tried to crack a friendly smile. It looks more like a grimace. Returning your face to a neutral position, you start with a small smile, the edges of your lips pulling up. Alright we’re getting there! Eventually you begin to bring the edges of your lips further and further up, eventually exposing your teeth. The smile looked silly in the mirror but it was far better than the grimace you made before. Letting the smile fall, you snap back to the toothy, beaming smile. Perfect. Feeling prepared for your date, you collected your essentials and set out for the Rich’s estate.
As you drove, you looked over the quality of the car from your position in the driver’s seat. You did a good job of keeping your vehicle clean, inside and out. Thinking back to the appearance of your car, you felt that using one of the cars that Diamond Tiara’s family had would be more befitting for the classy restaurant you and Diamond would be going to, but according to the lady, your car was way more fun to ride in. You couldn’t fathom how she could say that a Jetta was more fun than Z4 but to each their own. Man, you really wouldn’t mind showing up in that BMW Diamond’s family owns before then taking it around town for a spin. The thought of riding around town with Diamond in that sexy car reminds you of a story from your dad. Something about driving his girlfriend’s sports car that her daddy bought. He was enjoying himself until he learned that the engine was in the back of the car when drifting around a corner. The guy spent the next 4 years paying her back, and they didn’t even stay together!
“HA! Fuggen idiot,” you say with a goofy grin plastered on your face. It was good timing that you managed to cheer too as moments later you pulled into the Rich’s driveway. The driveway was long and winding, with trees and plants flanking the sides along with foot tall lights that would be unnoticed if not for them being turned on. Slowing down, you pull out your phone and call your girlfriend. The digital ringing lasted for a few moments before you heard Diamond’s voice say your name. Smiling at the excited sounding voice of your girlfriend, you say her name back with equal enthusiasm. You both giggle at the silliness.
“I’m pulling down the driveway right now Diamond, ya ready?”
“Yes! I’m getting my heels and handbag and I’ll be right out!” she exclaimed through the phone.
Finally pulling up to the end of the driveway, you see a fountain surrounded by asphalt for cars to circle and turn around. As I stopped at the entrance of the castle of a home, the front doors burst open, and Diamond Tiara rushed down the stairs as fast as high heels would allow. As she came down the staircase that led down from the doorway you looked at the woman and took in her appearance. Her attire consisted of a magenta dress that covered her arms, left her shoulders bare, and came down as far as her upper mid-thigh. In addition to her dress, she wore a pair of snow white, thigh high socks. While her dress was beautiful in its own right, what made it perfect was the body that it was on. The dress clung to her form outlining her figure fantastically, as you paid attention to her breasts that bounced deliciously as she came down the stairs. Her socks were similar in that regard, forming and silhouetting the shapely legs that led up to her hips. Slung over her forearm, you could see the handbag that hung and further up her body, you spotted a white choker at the bottom of her neck. Her hair that was usually let down in its fullness, was tied up in a long ponytail and swung back and forth with each step. You blinked as Diamond Tiara reached the bottom of the stairs and approached the car. Realizing that the door was locked, you quickly turn around and hit ‘unlock’ before she pulls on the handle opening the door and allowing the two of you to gaze at each other in person for the first time in weeks.
Diamond had an infectious smile, and soon you were grinning, forgetting the practice you did in the mirror. Pulling herself into the sudan, she sat down and placed her handbag in her lap before turning to you. Smiling, she leaned in. Leaning to match her, your lips met above the center console as both your eyes closed. Feeling her lips on your, the love the two of you had for each other was exchanged in the innocent congregation of your lips. As your lips parted, the flavor of happiness, excitement and love remained in the aftertaste of the kiss. After pulling back, Diamond spoke first.
“I’m so happy to see you! I’ve been waiting for this night forever~,” she says with a giggle, her youthful energy evident in her voice.
“I’m glad that we could finally meet again. As thankful as I am for the work your dad got me, it comes at the cost of seeing you less,” you reply. It was ironic in a way, it wasn’t as if Filthy Rich didn’t like you, but if he wanted to try anything to interfere with your relationship, making it near impossible to meet each other regularly would be one way. And your current job, courtesy of Mr. Rich, was doing that a little too well.
You began to drive as you and Diamond talked about the little details about your lives that couldn’t be communicated through text.
“So have you ever been to this place before,” you ask.
“Well, once a long time ago. My family doesn’t go out to eat very often because we have chefs that cook for us.”
“Now that sounds nice, I have way more time if I didn’t have to make my own food.” After a moment of no response, you glance over at her, she looks a little confused.
“Cooking never takes long, it takes at most a half an hour.” You give a small laugh.
“It may take that long for an experienced chef but for normal people, it takes a little longer, don’t want to knick myself cutting up vegetables,” you say wiggling your fingers.
“Or maybe you're just a bad chef,” Diamond replies with a small giggle.
“Oh don’t even Tiara, just because I’m not a machine in the kitchen does not mean I can’t make a good meal,” you state in defence of your culinary competence.
“Well then I’ll have to come over and have some of your cooking.”
“Sounds good to me, but after you have to make something for me,” you say, moving your right hand to Diamond’s thigh.
“Ah… Cook for you… Yeah I could do that, definitely!”
“Perfect, just remind me to pick up a fire extinguisher when we find a time for you,” you say, giving Diamond’s leg a squeeze as she gives your shoulder a punch.
“Oh I could definitely cook better than you, and soon you’ll be asking for seconds at my house!” Diamond stated with a proud look that exudes confidence.
“Alright, then after you come over to eat my food, I’ll give you a week to learn from your chefs.”
“Oh good idea, that should be enoug- Hey!” she cries, realizing her mistake.
You laugh as you approach the restaurant. Pulling into the parking lot, you roll down your window as a Valet approaches the car. Giving the girl your reservation, she looked down to her clipboard before looking back up at you confirming. Stepping out, you catch the Valet giving you a friendly smile. The moment doesn’t last long as you walk to Diamond’s side, and offer a hand to her after opening the door. She smiles at your offer and takes your hand, rising out of her seat and into the comfortable evening air. Wrapping herself around your left arm the two of you began to walk to the entrance, but before the two of us could leave the parking lot, Diamond let go of your arm and seized your tie, pulling you into a deep kiss. You let out a surprised ‘Hmph?!’ but despite the sudden contact, you adapt and move your hands to her checks, cupping them softly as your lips move against hers. After a few heavy moments, she separated from me and looked toward your car with an accomplished smirk on her lips. Following her gaze, you spot the Valet with her mouth agape and a light blush on her cheeks. After a few seconds, she snaps back and her shoulders sag a little as she enters your car to park it.
“Well I think that showed her,” Diamond stated.
“Diamond... what was that?” you say with a hint of exasperation in your voice.
“Don’t tell me you didn’t see the look she gave you. I was just reminding her that you aren’t available,” she replies with a smile as she leans into your arm. You couldn’t disagree that she accomplished what she had intended to do, but it was drawing an awful lot of eyes. Taking a deep breath to calm yourself, you offer Diamond your arm, she reattaches herself and the two of you continue towards the establishment. As you and Diamond enter, you’re greeted by the host and are soon seated at your table, a small two person table located on the balcony of the restaurant that overlooked the rest of the first floor and offers a view of the outdoors through broad windows that run the length of the wall. This place was still your favorite. Turning to Diamond, you see her looking about taking in the interior and exterior scenery alike.
“So what do you think?” you said. Your voice garners Diamond’s attention and she looks at you.
“I like it here!” she said with a smile. You didn’t expect this place to even come close to the level of fancy that Diamond Tiara’s family experienced on a day to day basis but knowing that she liked the restaurant lightened your chest.
You and Diamond began to talk about various things, what interested you today, what kept you busy, things like that. As the two of you talked as you waited for your food, you hung on to every last word Diamond said, enraptured with whatever words came out of her mouth. It was one of the only things you could do to drown out the nagging thoughts in the back of your head. But in your efforts to keep the ill-meaning thoughts silent, a lull in the conversation gave one thought a voice.
“She’s only with you because of what you did…” the voice echoed in your head. Quickly speaking up you pick a random idea to begin a conversation over, anything would suffice, as long as it could distract you.
“I really miss the time before our lives got so busy,” you say at random. If you were lucky this new path could keep you and Diamond occupied until the food arrived.
Diamond opened her mouth to reply but stopped before adopting a look of contemplation. Soon after a sly smile donned her lips as she looked at you with lidded eyes.
“Ah yes, I remember what it was like,” she began, “We had a lot of good times together haven’t we, like that time at the home game for Canterlot High.” She wore a sexy grin as she rested her elbows on the table and her head sat, leaning on her hands.
“I remember the face you made like it was yesterday, you were clenching your teeth and had a grip on my hair pushing me down~,” she said, followed by a giggle. She was doing a really good job making you uncomfortable, the direction of the conversation only freeing more negative thoughts as another memory was broached by the girl.
“Oh! And there was the time before that where we did it in the car,” her eyes brightened and yours grew dimmer. She giggled again before continuing.
“It started out with your hand on my lap and then you decided to get frisky~,” she paused as she let out a small laugh . Quickly, you adopted the toothy smile you practiced in the mirror and let out a small laugh of your own as Diamond looked up to you.
“It was just running our hands over each other, then you were driving around with one hand on the wheel and one hand between my legs!” she said louder than would have been comfortable for you. Your head shot up, looking for any eyes focused on your table, and thankfully there were none. After you were confident that no one was looking, you turned back to face Diamond, a sheepish grin looked back at you.
“Sorry,” she apologized, “but that was such a fun time, I mean you even had to pull over so we could continue.”
“I know you really liked those times but I don’t think we should be talking about that here...” you say, eyes drifting across the various tables.
“Oh come on, I know you had just as much fun as me those times, and besides, you were the one that got into this stuff you know,” she teased. Despite knowing she was teasing, you couldn’t help but clench your jaw to keep yourself from yelling at her to drop it.
“Diamond,” your voice soft and almost pleading. Please stop it, just drop it, we can still have a good date, just stop… The thoughts that floated in the back of your mind began to bleed into the spotlight as your mind ran through the various moments in your relationship, each of which were happy memories in their own right, yet you hated yourself as your conscience infected each moment with the idea that you didn’t deserve any of these happy moments for a second. Yet, the expression that you wore must have kept the emotions that boiled in your soul from appearing on your face, as Diamond Tiara appeared to be cheerful, your true feelings unbeknownst to your girlfriend. She continued her playful teasing.
“Oh don’t pretend your not as naughty as me daddy~”
You could feel your stomach pull itself into a knot as the otherwise innocent word brought nights of terrible dreams to the front of your mind. Diamond Tiara may have been teasing you but in that moment, intention didn’t matter, you felt sick. Fearing the feeling in your gut, you stood up abruptly, and made a b-line for the bathroom, ignoring the look of surprise on Diamond’s face.
You burst through the bathroom door, entered a stall, and held your head above the bowl, your arms locked out supporting yourself against the white tiles of the wall. For several moments you waited for a convulsion in your stomach to rob you of your breath, but it never came. You held your position above the bowl, breathing shakily, feeling yourself gradually calm down.
“Sir, are you alright?” a voice sounded from behind you. Taking a deep breath, you straightened yourself out and turned around to face the person. It was a waiter. You could see a phone in his hands, and a few more people behind him looking toward you, most of which moved on when you made eye contact with them.
“Do you need an ambulance?”
“N-no, I just had a feeling in my stomach and didn’t want to make a mess…” you said as you began to exit the stall, the waiter backing away to allow you passage.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, I’m fine now. Thank you though,” you add. The waiter gives you one last look before leaving the lavatory. There aren’t any more patrons in the room as you make your way to wash your hands. Finishing, you look up to the mirror in front of you, a glum expression stared back at you. You didn’t feel good but there wasn’t much for you to do at this point. Great, you ruined the date before you could even begin eating, great, just fucking great…
Your feet carried you back out into the interior of the restaurant and to your table, but as soon as you left the bathroom, you found Diamond Tiara standing outside looking worriedly towards you, and you could feel your heart break. Her otherwise beautiful appearance was marred with a concerned look on her face. Seeing you, she stepped forward, closing the distance between the two of you.
“Are you ok?” she said in a near shout. You placed a hand on her shoulder and ushered her along with you back to your table.
“I’m fine now,” you say, hoping she accepts your lie. Diamond Tiara relaxes a little at your words but looks back to you.
“What happened?” she asked. You continued to walk, trying to find the words to respond to Diamond, but you arrived at your table before you could find a word to say. Your meals were cooling on the table, a serving of pan seared salmon lay at your place and in front of Diamond lay an order of gnocchi with ricotta sauce, both looked and smelled delicious. You sat down at your seat, but Diamond stood behind her chair and stared towards you, like she was trying to peer into your soul and figure out why you rushed off. You met her gaze with a blank expression and after a few moments had passed, she broke eye contact and lowered herself into her chair. You picked up your utensils and began eating, however, Diamond left her meal untouched, her expression was one of confusion and remorse. You stopped chewing and set your fork and knife down and looked at her.
“Hey,” you say softly. Diamond blinks before looking up at you, her eyes no longer had the excited and joyful glint that they had at the beginning of your night. You continued.
“Are you hungry?” Diamond only continues to look at you, you decide to speak again.
“Well, I don’t want you to starve tonight, if you don’t want to eat here I can bring you somewhere else.” Diamond gives you a small nod and an inaudible ‘ok’ before beginning to eat.
The table was quiet and the restaurant wasn’t much louder either. In the silence that followed, your mind began to wander, thinking of your dreams, the time you’ve spent with Diamond, and the date you were butchering. So many conflicting thoughts flew through your head that you couldn’t comprehend anything while feeling the emotional weight of each and every thought. Swallowing the food that was in your mouth, you took a long breath through your nose. In order to understand how you felt you needed to understand where it all started.
This first started a little less than a year ago, when you learned that Diamond Tiara had bullied your sister, and that’s when you created your plan to teach Diamond Tiara a lesson. It took some preparation but the plan went exactly how you planned it. Enacting your ‘justice’ on the bully took less than two hours but by the end of it, Diamond Tiara had lost her bite and listened to whatever you said, lest she be punished. At the time, you thought nothing of the crime you committed against Diamond Tiara, to you it was merely giving her what she deserved and maybe breaking her in a bit. After that fateful day, the sex didn’t stop. The only difference between the first and subsequent times was consent.
What you had done to Diamond Tiara on Whitetail Mountain had effectively made her a nympho, and you were more than happy to oblige her artificially acquired lust, after all, this was just a byproduct to the justice you enacted, you thought nothing of the various sexual encounters you had with the girl, they were simply moments where you could indulge in hedonism. The facade you put up with Mr. Rich had made it easy to be around Diamond and she was more than happy to be around you. You and Diamond have done a lot since you first met each other and through it all, as much as Diamond Tiara changed in personality and appearance, you soon found yourself changing as well.
Despite being around Diamond Tiara and frequently joining in lust and passion driven embraces, the two of you were only sex friends. But being around the girl who had grown into an amazing young woman began to affect how you saw her, and soon the hook-ups that were the norm between the two of you began to be displaced as dates found their way into your relationship. You can still remember your first ‘date’ with Diamond, you had gone to the amusement park with her and she was confused when you never made a move to do it with her the entire day. In fact, she was upset at that, and eventually you gave her what she wanted. More dates came and went and while sex wasn’t sidelined as your relationship evolved, it was joined by genuine love for each other as sex became less of the basis for being together. Of course Diamond still loved doing it, but her nymphomaniac tendencies had fallen and sex became somewhat of a dessert for the end of dates.
While you and Diamond Tiara never verbally established the beginning of your relationship as a couple, the both of you knew that the reason you both met up was for more than just making love. Your perception of Diamond have evolved so much in the months since that day, and you no longer saw her as an opportunity for sex as you once had, but as a beautiful woman, inside and out, that you’d love till the end of the earth. You loved her more than you ever thought possible, she had become such a big part of your life and she meant so much to you. But you had raped her.
Going from seeing her as an opportunity to relieve yourself, to a person you couldn’t dream of living without, does not change the fact that you raped her. And you knew this. It only occurred to you after beginning to date her, and the more you thought about it, the more your faith in your relationship began to wear. Sure you loved her but what you did to her was inacceptable, and you continued to think of what you had done. In a way, the relationship you have right now is a direct result of what you did a year ago, but if what you did wasn’t acceptable, was this relationship acceptable? Thoughts about your lack of morals came to bear as you thought of the months between when you raped her and when you went on your first date. Diamond had become overtly sexual because of you, and in many ways, you took advantage of that, not that it upset Diamond, she was all for it. The more you thought about it, the worse you felt. First raping her, then taking advantage of the state she was in because of you, and now enjoying her at your side. Is she really in love with you, if all you have been doing is using her to fulfil your sexual and romantic desires. The thought of your relationship with Diamond Tiara being fake terrified you to no end.
You did everything you could to avoid the thought, but that just caused your guilt ridden mind to wander further. Thoughts of what would have happened if your plan failed and Diamond turned you in was one of the ideas that stemmed from your guilt, and to you, it seemed like a good alternative. At least in a world where you don’t get away with rape you wouldn’t get to profit off of the victim’s body and love. But darker ideas and alternatives formed in your mind; what if Diamond Tiara didn’t fold and you wouldn’t accept disobedience? Soon after that idea breached the surface of your mind, the nightmares began. They always followed the same path, Diamond Tiara doesn’t give, you unleash violence. Of course, the severity of the dreams were generally bearable, but the dream you woke up to this morning was the worst nightmare you had experienced to date. The mental image Diamond Tiara in your dream made you choke up and want to die. Could something like this have happened if things were different that day? This was a question you found yourself asking yourself more and more often. Despite the conflict in your mind, you didn’t dare to tell Diamond a word of what you thought. Part of you feared that what you would say would convince her to leave you, but now, maybe that’s what needs to happen…
Looking up, your damaged heart cracked a little more at the sight of your girlfriend. Diamond Tiara didn’t look good, her usual cheer and joy having been put out by the events of the night so far. Her shoulders hung limply, with the exception of her right side which brought food to her mouth. Her back, usually neutral and in good posture, slouched but despite all this, she still remained the most beautiful woman in the world to you. Your mind couldn’t help but wander further. Will she alway be like this going forward? Can you even change to help your woman to feel better?
“Maybe breaking up will be better for her in the long run...”
Everything seemed to slow around you and you flung your head around to see if anyone nearby could have said those words. In your panic, you startled Diamond.
“A-are you ok?” she asked timidly. Hearing her voice, you calmed down and turned to her. She seemed to pull further into her chair at your gaze.
“Did… did you hear that?” you ask. The words sounded so real, either you or someone else could have said it.
“Hear what?” she asks in turn.
“Your insane, even more reason to cut her loose from the monster,” the voice stated. You stiffened at the sound, but Diamond Tiara only continued to look at you in concern. Realizing what you had heard, you spoke.
“Oh… um, sorry Diamond, I thought I heard someone I knew,” you say, “I’m sorry for disturbing you.”
Diamond gives you a small smile in response before starting on her food. But while Diamond moved on, the voice returned.
“Man, you really have to feel bad for the girl. Stuck with the scum who raped her and now he’s scaring her, yet she still has it in her to be concerned for the bastard. You are something else.”
The words of the voice stung and they didn’t stop. Your hand shook as you ate and you did your best to contain yourself under the assault the voice launched on your conscience. It felt like an eternity listening to the damned voice as it whispered negative ideas that latched to your mind and slowly leeched you of your resolve. It was unrelenting, and you could feel the last of your composure being chipped away, but before the voice could another broke your stupor.
“Hello, how are you all liking your meal- Oh you’re both finished!” You looked to your left and saw the waiter that took your orders standing beside the table. Looking down to your plate and Diamond’s, you saw that both plates were empty.
“Would you both like to order anything else or would you like the check?”
You gaze back in the direction of the waiter.
“Oh, um, the check please.”
“Perfect, I’ll be back in a moment then,” and with that, the waiter left to fetch the bill.
Silence quickly returned to the table, you felt scared to try and say anything to Diamond and she seemed to be reluctant to try and speak as well. Oddly enough, the voice that you feared would return didn’t and you were left to wait in an uncomfortable silence until the check arrived.
The rest of your time in the restaurant went by silently as you paid for the meals, walked out of the establishment and returned to your car as it was retrieved, and the look that the same valet gave you either went unnoticed or was ignored as Diamond Tiara remained silent.
As you entered the car you expected to hear Diamond speak up now that the both of you were alone, but to your surprise the only thing that made a sound the entire drive back to her home was the hum of your car’s engine. In the absence of the tormenting voice, the silence from Diamond Tiara was slowly eating away at you as your anxiety slowly rose with each passing minute. You knew that what happened at the restaurant would never be simply forgotten by Diamond Tiara, you knew that the two of you would talk about it, and with each passing moment you couldn’t help but worry about the conversation to come. Would she be angry, upset, confused or meek? What will she say? Maybe she’d put an end to this relationship…
Your grip around the steering wheel tightened and your knuckles began to turn white. You silently prayed that wouldn’t happen. You could hear a faint whisper that told you otherwise as you turned into Diamond Tiara’s driveway.
The time before arriving at the end of the driveway was brief and now you and Diamond Tiara sat silently, neither of you moving. Seconds passed and not a peep came from either of you. Eventually the silence was broken as Diamond’s voice spoke softly.
“I’m sorry...”
Your face remained unemotional, but the words caused your heart to groan under the pressure. She has nothing to apologize for…
“I didn’t know that would upset you, and it ruined your night…”
No no no, stop apologizing, please, you’ve done nothing wrong!
You could hear your name being spoken. Finally turning your head to face Diamond Tiara you looked her in the eye.
“Please, say something… I don’t know what I did wrong but I want to fix it. I need you to talk to me,” her voice rose in pitch and her eyes seemed to glimmer as tears began to line the edges of her eyes. You had to say something, finding the words within yourself was difficult beyond belief, but staying silent as Diamond suffered was even more difficult.
“Dia… D-diamond...” you croaked. Your voice was no longer composed and confident, but frail and weak.
“I… I think… I think we should br-,” your voice caught in the back of your throat as you tried to speak, the volume barely a whisper. “We should b-break up...”
You could feel tears begin to build in your eyes as the look of remorse on Diamond Tiara’s face shifted to one that tugged at your heart. Her sad regretful expression had turned to one of disbelief and horror, her eyes wide and mouth agape, the tears that lay quivering at the edges of her eyes threatened to roll down her face.
“W-w-what! Why!?” Diamond said, her voice strained.
You couldn’t respond immediately. You just said you wanted to end your relationship… Why? Was it because you didn’t deserve Diamond Tiara’s love? Was it the guilt that told you the only suitable punishment for your crime would be to never see her again? Or was it that you feared how you acted, and feared how much more pain you would wreak on Diamond? How many many more bad dates would follow where the only thing you remember are the depressed expressions painted on Diamond Tiara’s features, how much less will you see her, how will she feel when talking to you happens as often as seeing your doctor, and how will she feel when your guilt extinguishes the last ember of hope for your relationship that exists in her?
The words to respond came to your mouth and you let them ring, fast and violently.
“Because!” you shout. You are no longer looking at Diamond Tiara but you can feel that your outburst startled her.
“Because this was all a mistake! It was never meant to happen in the first place!” you continued. You may be speaking but your sense had been abandoned and hysteria took over.
“W-what do you mean-”
“Oh of course you wouldn’t understand! After all, I fucked out all the sense you had in the first place!” you roared.
“All those times Diamond, all thoses FUCKING TIMES, THEY MEANT NOTHING!” your clenched fists slammed into the wheel of your car, each impact emphasizing each word.
“The dates we had, the smiles you had every goddamn time you were around me, none of them should have happened! Every time you begged me to fuck you silly, I did it like the demented fucking piece of shit I am!”
Your words by themselves were simple and repetitive, but the emotion that was packed behind each and every syllable made the intention of your crude vocabulary clear. You could hear Diamond’s voice shout out and bounce off the walls of your car, but you were lost in your frenzy.
“You know what I wish would have happened that day I raped you?” you finally turned to face Diamond Tiara, but you didn’t see her, only her vague figure, obscured by your rage blinded vision.
“I wish you some-fucking-how managed to tell the police so I could spend my days rotting in a cell, and that way WE WOULD NEVER BE A THING!”
SLAP
Your head was no longer facing Diamond, it was canted to your right. Your left cheek stung as your unfocused gaze looked past Diamond Tiara. You slowly began to comprehend what just happened and you turned your head and looked back to the woman sitting in your passenger seat.
Diamond sat there, her right hand held by her left as she looked at you angrily. Her face had in total three streaks of mascara running down her cheeks, one ran from the outside corner of her left eye, the other two originating from her right, one of them similar to the streak on her left cheek and the other trailing down her face, parallel to her nose. Focusing on her eyes, the gloom that had once dimmed her eyes was gone and a fiery passion burned behind those beautiful blue eyes.
Despite your rapt attention, the voice of Diamond Tiara speaking your name broke you from your focus.
“Telling me. What. Is. Wrong.”
“I’m-,” you couldn’t figure out what to say, you knew what was wrong but you couldn’t find the will to tell her. It felt like the moment you would open your mouth it would all end. In your hesitation, your emotions began to overflow as tears began to build in your eyes. You couldn’t simply sit there as tears threatened to fall down your face, collecting yourself the best you could, you spoke. Your words frail and wavering.
“I’m… I’m sorry…” was all you could manage before the dam broke and you began to cry. Your forehead came to rest against the steering wheel and your arms blocked your peripheral as more drops fell.
“I’m sorry Diamond, I’m sorry! I know what I did was wrong, I know! But I don’t want you to go… I can’t lose you…” your voice trailed off as you began to sob.
Nothing you did today made sense, ignoring Diamond’s messages yet jumping to see what she sent, taking her out for a fun date then leaving with a frown, saying you wanted to end it but begging her to not leave you.
You’re a goddamn mess…
You continued to cry, your eyes screwed shut did little to prevent the ocean of tears that rolled down your cheeks and pitiful sobs and whimpers were the only sounds that could be heard in the car.
But before long, you felt an arm wrap around your back and another around your front, and with an effort, you were pulled toward Diamond. You could feel yourself resting against Diamond’s lap through your crying, and even with your arms covering your face, you could smell the shampoo that Diamond used today. Your sobs and whimpers died down slowly as you let out your unfiltered emotions on your girlfriend’s lap.
You’re not sure how long you laid there crying, but the torrent of tears that trickled down your face had stopped, the only indication of your crying being the wet streaks that ran down your cheeks and your red eyes. You could feel Diamond’s fingers running through your hair, the feeling as they combed through your short hair was comforting. Now that your emotions had run their course, Diamond spoke.
“Are you better now?”
You responded with a nod, you still couldn’t see Diamond Tiara’s face but you knew that she understood.
“Don’t worry, I’m not going anywhere”
“…I’m sorry for ruining our night, I know you were excited for it…” You answered, your voice was raspy from crying and was just loud enough to reach her ears.
“And I’m sorry for not noticing your pain sooner”
You’re positive that you would be crying if you hadn’t let anything out earlier. Even now she was thinking of you, she is an angel.
“But it was my fault…”
“Don’t worry about tonight, it’s alright now”
“No… Last year, on Whitetail Mountain…”
“Oh…”
An awkward silence followed. You know that she knew exactly what you were referring to but she must have been at a loss from where to continue, so you spoke again.
“I hurt you… I still remember your scared face and I hate myself for what I did to you,” now that you had calmed down you could finally tell her what she had wanted to know.
It’s time to tell her, you can’t go on pretending what you did wasn’t a problem. What you say may push her away, but you cannot let that stop you… This is for you as much as it is for her.
“We may be together Diamond, but that doesn’t change the fact I hurt you, and ever since we started this relationship, I’ve been having doubts,” you began. You felt Diamond’s hand stop as she began to listen.
“That night and everything until you became my girlfriend, I’ve thought about it a lot. I raped you and continued on like nothing had even happened. We continued to meet and I know that you wanted it as much as me, but the only reason it happened was because I raped you. And now that we’re dating I’ve…” you gulped as the image of Diamond Tiara from your dream flashed in your mind.
“I’ve been having nightmares, nightmares about if I went too far, and they… they scare me Diamond. Do I even deserve to be with a woman like you?”
Diamond… didn’t respond and the silence that hung in the air caused your heart to beat faster as you waited for her response. Your breath caught as she began to speak.
“I agree…” your eyes screwed shut as the answer you feared rang in your ears. That was it, the two of you were done…
“…what you did that day was wrong, you raped a girl for bullying your sister. For what it's worth, I will say that I was a bitch in the past, but there are various other ways you could have solved it,” she said before letting out a breath. You stayed silent, not that you could say anything in your defense, you had no defense.
“And… I agree, if things went differently that night or if you did do it, we would have never been a thing.”
It hurt a lot, hearing Diamond say the things that echoed in your mind. You knew there was nothing to save things, but the least you could do is let her say her part before she leaves.
“And then the months that followed. Even if I wanted it, it's kinda fucked up you went along with it, and then we became a couple from there. From fucking to loving…”
Then she stopped, and you took that as your cue to pick yourself up from her lap. You pulled back into your seat, wiping the damp trails from your face before looking to Diamond Tiara. She sat still, her hands lay folded in her lap as she gazed out at something past the wind shield with a small frown on her lips. Your hands lay in your lap as you absentmindedly looked to your steering wheel. Time to end it…
“I’m sorry for the night, I get it if you want me to get out of your life. And don’t worry, after tonight you won’t see me again-”
“But even with all the fucked up shit you’ve done, I still love you!”
The outburst startled you and you recoiled as you looked at Diamond Tiara, her eyes were squeezed shut, her white teeth visible as she grit them, and her relaxed hands were now separated and clenched into fists.
“But, I-I… I thought you said-”
“I know what I said!” she shouted.
“And maybe I’m messed up in the head but I swear to god,” she eyes reopened and she turned to face you. The fire that was natural to Diamond Tiara had returned and you could see it blazing behind her irises. Her hands shot out and gripped your collar before yanking you forward, leaving only a few centimeters between your faces.
“Don’t you DARE leave me.”
Surprise couldn’t even begin to scratch the surface of what you felt as your mouth hung open in shock. You gazed wide eyed at Diamond as the almost angry face began to falter.
“Don’t ever say y-you’ll leave me,” she barely managed to finish. Her lower lip began to violently tremble and her eyes seemed to gleam with tears. But despite her crumbling composure, she bravely continued.
“N-never say that again,” she said as her drive took her as far as it could before the dam broke and lunged into your chest as she began sobbing herself. Your arms found themselves around her as you leaned into her. Your hands were shaking as they clutched at her back and a new round of tears began to build behind your eyes as well.
You simply held the girl as her emotions ran their course. But Diamond Tiara, ever the passionate woman she was, managed one sentence despite her intense emotions.
“I-I-I l-love you!”
You couldn’t hold your tears back as you lowered your head to rest a top Diamond’s. Your grip around her tightened as you began to silently cry again.
The two of you sat in your car, pressed together balling for god knows how long, but eventually the stockpile of tears had been exhausted and the two of you sat breathing deep, shaky breaths.
Despite the absolute disaster that tonight became, you were content as you held Diamond Tiara’s warm body and breathed in the comforting scent of her childish hair product. After a few moments you could feel the pressure against your chest pull away and you released Diamond as she sat up. Looking at her face you could see that there were obviously far more streaks of mascara on her face.
“Sorry for making you cry so much,” you say with a weak laugh.
“Stop saying sorry already!” she exclaimed before giggling softly.
You spread your arms inviting Diamond to hug which she enthusiastically returned.
“You’re such an amazing woman Diamond…”
“Hey… I’m not the only one who’s changed. You aren’t the man you were that day, you’re hard working, considerate and one of the nicest men I know. You made a mistake but you’ve grown and you’ve been regretting it for a long time now.”
The embrace ended a moment after she finished but the two of you still held each other close.
“It’s been eating you up for a long time but I want you to try and forgive yourself,” she said, as the two of you stared deeply into each other's eyes. You nodded in response.
“And promise me if you ever start to feel this way again you’ll tell me, no matter what.”
“Deal...” you answer with a smile that Diamond returns.
Breaking eye contact, Diamond turned around and looked towards her home before turning back to you.
“Hey, my parents won’t be home till Sunday…” she said, a shy smile on her lips.
You can’t help but let out a small laugh at the poorly disguised offer, but after today you wouldn’t mind spending the night.
“Sure, but let me warn you Diamond,” and as you speak you can see her face instantly brighten up, “I’m tired as hell, and I know you have a queen sized bed.”
“Hehe, I’m pretty tired too, but if you wanna… the offers there...”
“Nah, as soon as I’m in your bed it’ll be lights out for me darling”
“Oh you’re no fun, at least flirt back!”
“After I show you how good of a chef I am tomorrow morning.” The both of you stepped out of your car and began to climb the stairs to the mansion.
All things considered, you messed up date night, really bad. But from all of that you felt better, and you couldn’t even begin to find the words to describe how thankful you are to have a girlfriend like Diamond Tiara. But hey, you were never too good with words to begin with, but if tonight had told you anything, it's that going forward you would do everything in your power to make it up to Diamond Tiara. As you neared the double door you silently began to think of what to make the next morning. After all, it would be a good way to make up for tonight.