Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Downfall - An Erotic Invasion: 7

Lisa stumbled through the rest of her day like a zombie, her mind on everything but her studies. She did her best

to pay lip service to her friends, between periods, but it was obvious to anyone that something was wrong. They

assumed it was more boy problems of course, which was close enough since the truth was completely

impossible. How could she tell anyone that the tall handsyoung man she almost gave her cherry and her life

to was fucking random sluts during lunch. She would sound like a crazy person. So she just denied whatever they

asked and told them everything was fine, and soon enough the day was over, and she was walking home. She

saw Chad waiting for her in the parking lot out front of school. It was their usual spot, but there was no way in

hell she was going to meet with him and let him try to talk his way out of this. Just the sight of him disgusted her.

She doubted that that would ever change. Instead she spun on her heel and went out a side gate to take the

long way home. It would help to clear her head. Afterall, it was a nice sunny day, and other than her piece of shit

boyfriend, everything was going great.

When she finally got home, she found her mother ironing in the living room watching one of her talk shows. They

lived in a nice big two story house, but the only place she ever seemed to be was either ironing in front of the TV

or eating on the couch while her dad worked yet another late night at the plant to pay for more things they

didn't need. Lisa had long ago decided that he did it more to avoid his wife than because he needed the

overtime.

"Has Chad been by," she asked immediately as she set her bookbag down.

"Not yet dear," her mom said, smiling as he looked up at her. "Why, do you guys have another hot date tonight?

Don't think | didn't notice how late you were out last night..."

"Ahh, mom," Lisa sighed, feeling suddenly uncomfortable. "Nothing happened okay? It's fine."

"Well if nothing happened and you aren't going to see him then why did you think he might have been by?" Her

mother asked, setting down the iron to focus her full attention on her. "You're a sweet, innocent thing, and a man

like Chad? You remember our conversations about saving yourself for marriage don't you Lisa?

"Jeez mom - | said it's fine." Lisa said, even though it totally was. | just have a headache." she blurted out,

changing strategies before her mom kicked into full busy body mode.

"Well, if he's pressuring you sweetie--" her mother tried to reassure.

"He's not mom, it's just complicated. I'm going to go lay down. If anyone calls can you let them know that?

Unless it's Chad - then tell him I'm not here." she asked using her best 'I'm coming down with something voice,"

"Can you do that forand we can talk about it later? Please mom?"

"|..." she started, walking towards her daughter before stopping short. "Yeah, | can do that. You rest and we'll talk

later." Lisa could tell that her mother had left a lot unsaid. This was only a reprieve - in an hour or two she'd pick

back up about what a cute couple they made and how she needed to be careful. Those were two topics she

never got tired of.

"Thanks Mom, you're the best," Lisa said, forcing herself to smile when it was the last thing she wanted to do.

Then she kissed her on the cheek before walking upstairs, and closing the door to her room behind her.

Once the door was shut though, Lisa's carefully practiced mask of normalcy coff and her eyes welled up

with tears. What had she done to deserve this, she wondered. She was a good girl. She went to church, honored

her parents, and prayed every night. She got good grades and turned in all her stupid papers on time. She

should have had a perfect life with her cute loving boyfriend. She shouldn't have to deal with signs from god,

people disappearing into the forest, or her sweet loving boyfriend cheating on her to bang any slut that said yes.

It wasn't fucking fair. The tears were cascading down her cheeks now, though she wasn't sobbing, as the raw

emotion leaked out. She began to kneel in prayer for guidance, wondering if somehow something might have

happened to him that night in the woods.. If he had hit his head or been possessed by a demon or something

when she heard a knock downstairs.

"Damn it," she swore to herself. Was he really here already? Couldn't she even have an hour to process this shit

and figure out what to do next?

"ExcuseMrs Mueller," she heard the muffled voice of her boyfriend coming from downstairs, "Is your

daughter home?"

"Chad," she responded, "My daughter is very angry at you and whatever you might have done to her, not that

she tellsanything these days. | think maybe you ought to go hand cback another day." "That's not

what | asked, Mrs Mueller, is..." Chad tried again.

"You can callAmy," her mother interrupted, in a tone that bordered on the conspiratorial. It was very strange.

She had never once told any of her boyfriends to call her by her first name. "She toldto tell you she's not

home... but between the two of us she's upstairs."

"Fuck. Thanks Mom," Lisa muttered to herself, cursing as she tried to stop herself from panicking. Talking to him

was the last thing she wanted right now, but up here she was trapped.

"I'd like to speak with her," Chad said, "would you mind coming withAmy?"

Lisa lept into action. She hadn't climbed out her own window in two years, but she knew it could be done, and as

she'd been grounded for sneaking out after curfew by climbing down the trellis, her parents knew it too. So, she

ran over to the window and opened it wide to make it look like she'd escaped that way. Once she'd made it look

like she'd escaped, she ran over to the closet and hid inside of it. She closed the door only part way so that it

looked empty but she could peek through the slats at the rest of the room. Even as she did this though, she

could hear two sets of feet walking up the carpeted stairs with muffled steps. Seconds later, her door swung

open and they walked in.

"Lisa honey? Chad is here to..." the older woman started before the empty room made her pause. "Well, she

must really not want to talk to you sweetie, because she hasn't climbed out of her bedroom window in a long

time." Lisa noticed that as she talked to Chad she touched his arm, trying to reassure him or... she stifled a gasp.

Was she flirting with her boyfriend? What the fuck was going on.

"So, you want to tellabout what happened between you two lovebirds?" Mrs Mueller said, sitting on the foot

of her daughters bed and looking up at him. "Did you maybe try to push her to have sex with you? You know

she's saving herself for her husband."

"Push her?" Chad laughed. "Amy, | had your slut of a daughter practically beggingto pop her cherry last

night. | would have too, if it wasn't for that meteor."

Lisa's mouth fell open. What the fuck was he doing? All day she had been growing increasingly convinced that

she no longer lived in the real world, but now she had obviously had a psychotic break. She would never be able

to live this down.