Trash on the Bed

Story Sent in by Regina:

I was in a relationship with Will for about three months, and though we had gone out or hung out at my place lots of times, I had never seen his house or met one of his family members. In retrospect, it was strange, but at the time, I figured he was just someone who didn't talk much about his family.

That all changed one Friday night. He called to ask if I wanted to go over to his house for home cooking and to watch a movie. I asked him if I could pick up snacks or drinks. He replied, "No, but bring a gas mask."

He lived in a trailer that had two broken windows and was full of trash. He also had a twin brother, Craig, who was there, who Will had never before mentioned.

When I told him that, he said, "Yeah, I did," but I know I would've remembered it, had it been said.

I also understood why he had told me to bring a gas mask. The place was so full of used paper plates and takeout containers that it smelled like a city dump. There were hills and valleys of trash wherever you looked, including on the beds.

He asked me, "What do you want for dinner?"

"What were you planning to make?"

"Nothing. We're ordering in."

Unlike the fact that he had a brother, he definitely told me that I could expect "home cooking." I swallowed that and told him that we could just order in a pizza.

He then asked Craig what he wanted. Craig said that he wanted Chinese, and Will called up a Chinese place and ordered a bunch of things without asking me what I wanted.

All three of us watched some TV, and when the food came, I somehow ended up paying for most of it. Will and Craig tore into the meals while I was forced to pick at what I could. Will drank a lot and asked me if I'd sleep with Craig while he watched, and I told him that I wouldn't.

After dinner, I watched some more TV, awkwardly, while sitting between both brothers on their couch. Will went outside to puke a few times. Finally, it became late and I wanted to leave. By that time, Craig had already passed out, on the couch.

Will informed me, "Craig thinks you're fat."

That hurt. I asked Will, "And do you?"

Will shrugged, then started kissing my neck and giving me these weird, licking kisses all over my face. Without clearing much trash off the bed, we did it for the first time together, then he went right to sleep. I went to sleep shortly after him.

In the morning, we both woke up around the same time. He asked me why I was still there, then we did it again and he kicked me out.

While I wasn't subjected to the inside of his trailer ever again, we went out a few more times until he just went ahead and started seeing someone else without bothering to let me know.