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BETRAYAL PART 5: ESCAPE PLAN = FAILED 🚨💀CLASS TIME, AKA YOUR TEMPORARY SAFE ZONE... OR SO YOU THOUGHT.

You finally make it to class, thinking you're free.

🎶 You start humming victory music in your head...

But, babe, you forgot one thing.

😏 Your Brother & Boyfriend?
Still. Watching. You.

👀 Not physically, no. But they have EYES. EVERYWHERE.

PHASE 1: THE UNDERCOVER SPIES 🕵🏻‍♂️💀

As soon as you take your seat, you start devouring the sandwich they forced on you.

You feel eyes burning into your soul.

👀 Your Classmate (smirking):
"Awww, you actually listened to them."

😤 You (glaring, mouth full):
"SHUT UP."

👀 Another Classmate (texting on their phone, whispering to the first one):
"She's eating. Tell them she's eating."

😳 You (FREEZES mid-bite, eyes widening):
"YOU SNITCHED?!"

📲 That Classmate (smug):
"You should know by now, babe—snitches don't get stitches when your brother and boyfriend PAY US TO SNITCH."

😩 You:
"I CAN'T HAVE ONE SECOND OF PEACE IN THIS SCHOOL."

📲 Somewhere, in another class, your brother and boyfriend both get the same text:

📩 "She's eating. You can chill."

😏 Your Brother (leaning back in his chair):
"Good. Let's see if she keeps it up."

😌 Your Boyfriend (smirking):
"Oh, she will. Or she'll deal with us later."

💀 Meanwhile, you? Absolutely DONE with your life.

PHASE 2: THE FAKE TRUCE

🔔 Bell rings. Next class: Literature. Your FAVOURITE.

You finally relax, because if there's one place where you should be safe, it's here.

Your teacher starts discussing the new book for the semester. You're actually interested. 📖✨

...Until the door suddenly opens.

🚪 Enter: Your Brother & Boyfriend, standing at the door like two menacing bodyguards.

😳 You (whispering):
"What the actual—"

😩 Your Teacher (tired of their antics):
"Again? What do you two want now?"

😌 Your Brother (innocent smile):
"Oh, we just need to talk to her for a second."

😏 Your Boyfriend (leaning against the doorway, arms crossed):
"Won't take long, promise."

👀 The Entire Class (watching like it's a telenovela):
"Oooooooh."

😶You (groaning, getting up):
"Y'all are so ANNOYING."

PHASE 3: THE INTERVENTION

🚶‍♀️ You walk out, arms crossed, completely DONE.

They look at you like two strict dads about to lecture their rebellious teenage daughter.

😒 You:
"What now?"

👀 Your Brother (holding up his phone):
"Explain why we got a text saying you had a headache earlier and didn't tell us?"

😑 You (muttering):
"Snitches. Snitches EVERYWHERE."

😤 Your Boyfriend:
"That's not an answer, sweetheart."

😩 You (frustrated):
"IT WAS JUST A HEADACHE. I TOOK A PAINKILLER. I'M FINE."

🙃 Your Brother:
"Funny. Because I asked the school nurse, and she said you never went to get one."

😳 You:
"...Oh."

😏 Your Boyfriend (grinning, shaking his head):
"You're unbelievable, you know that?"

😤 You (stomping your foot like a child):
"IT WASN'T THAT BAD. AND NOW IT'S GONE. CAN I GO BACK TO CLASS?!"

😌 Your Brother (shrugging):
"Sure. But I'll be checking on you later. If I see you rubbing your temples once—ONCE—consider your freedom gone."

😏 Your Boyfriend (smirking):
"And I'm keeping an eye on you at lunch. If you try to skip, you already know the consequences."

😩 You:
"Y'ALL ARE SO DRAMATIC."

👀 Random student passing by:
"Yeah, but they care about you. Kinda cute, tbh."

😑 You:
"NO, IT'S NOT CUTE. IT'S ANNOYING."

🤣 Your Brother & Boyfriend (at the same time, grinning):
"Good. That means it's working."

😭 You:
"I hate both of you."

😌 Them:
"We know. Now go back to class, headache girl."

💀 THE END (Or is it...? 👀)

Byeee!!!

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