CHAPTER TWO

Kevin heard the part of his face where he had been slapped as he stared at his presumed girlfriend. He would never have believed that their always sort of unhealthy relationship would deteriorate further as he had always hoped that since she agreed to date him, she probably loved him and would come to terms with how to treat him right. But clearly, that was something not short of a dream too good to come true.

"No leave before I do something stupid." she yelled at him.

"But I'm your boyfriend Vane, you shouldn't do this to me." Kevin said but shamefully he could feel tears rolling out of his eyes. He did not want to cry. He was not planning on crying but the pain of the dawning fact that he was just seemingly useless and not man enough to fight was painful. But her voice snapped him off his thoughts as she laughed.

"Boyfriend you say? Sad to think that a geek like you would think that." she said and looked at the other guy still seated on her bed before turning again to him.

"Is this because of him? Because of the rolex? I could get you one if you wish." Kevin said to her sadly and in tears.

"Wait a second, you still think this is about a watch?" she asked.

"What else would it be?" Kevin asked her.

"Alright dummy, I'll spell it out for you since you do not see the handwriting on the wall. But first, even if you save you paycheck for a year from that silly lab of yours, you'd never afford anything near what he has. Why do you think I agreed to date you even?" she asked.

"Because... because you love me. You said so yourself Vanessa. At the games. You said you love me." Kevin said feeling frustrated and ashamed now. He looked behind him when he felt the feeling of being watched and realized that some others from the party had covered the entrance and someone was making a video of the situation.

"I say a lot of things when I'm playing, Kevin." Vanessa said to him in the most hurtful way possible.

"What? A game?" Kevin asked her startled.

"Yes Kevin. Else what would I be doing with a sissy. You're just a jock with a big dick that cannot even last on bed Kevin. Remember the night at the games? Yes, when I told you whatever it is you think I did?" she asked him.

"Yes..." he managed to say.

"I recall seeing how aroused you were watching us cheerleaders do our thing. I saw how big it was but not how useless it is. Like tell me ladies and gentlemen, what man would let his girlfriend put him on chastity belt every week if not a sissy?" she asked loudly and everyone laughed.

Kevin could no longer bear it and made for the entrance when she called him.

"Aren't you forgetting something, sissy?"

"What is it?" he asked turning to face her.

She walked towards the side drawer and brought out a key which she wriggled up in front of him. He recognized that key quite alright and was hoping it was not what he was thinking.

"My chastity belt. I'd be needing it. Here's the key." she said to him.

"Right here and now?" he asked softly.

"I don't care where, give me the chastity belt." she said to him and gave him the key.

Kevin was so ashamed but he had the feeling that if he tried to walk away, they would gang up on him.

"May...may I use your bathroom?" he asked in half a whisper.

She sighed and walked over to the guy on the bed and sat on his lap.

"Suite yourself." she said.

Kevin shamefully dragged himself along as he made for the bathroom. He heard the whispering behind him but he was clouded and blinded by tears. Getting into the bathroom, he took off his pants and unlocked the damn thing. He could not believe he had agreed and gone all this far just to please her. They had initially agreed never to reveal this to anyone but clearly, she should never have been trusted. What had he been thinking that she would change and love him forever. There was no happily ever after. At least not for people like him. He took it off and then cleaned his eyes after dressing up. One glance at how silly he looked in the mirror, Kevin stepped out holding the objects in his hand. There were gasps.

"So he was wearing a chastity..." someone was whispering.

"Damn, Vanessa is the boss truly." Another said.

"Here." Kevin said and dropped it on the table quickly. He did not wait further as he pushed through the group of persons and ran away. 

He needed to get back to the laboratory and perhaps meet up with her best friend, Jean. The lady was really busy at the lab and had not come yet to the party. She had always been the one on the top of the support for their relationship. He tripped once as he ran, earning himself an extra bruise to his broken nose. A crack appeared on his glasses as he continued running away until he found a cab. The man looked at him awkwardly but eventually he arrived his destination and zoomed out.

"Hey kid, trying to run with my money?" the man yelled after him.

"Sorry. I totally forgot." Kevin said as he returned with the money.

"Jeez, you look awful kid." the man said.

"I know." Kevin said as he ran inside.

He got to the floor where Jean normally worked and luckily he met her but she was with two other colleagues of his. He called her.

"Jean, may I talk to you please?" he asked.

"Oh, I was about to call you Kevin. Tell me, does it hurt wearing a chastity?" she said, turning her phone and he saw what they were watching.

It was the video from the birthday party a few moments ago and someone had uploaded it or perhaps shared it around. The two colleagues started laughing as Jean started walking towards him.

"So what did you want to talk to me about?" she asked him.

The humiliation was unbearable and he was shaking all over now and sweaty. They were all laughing now and saying things at random. Ashamed of himself, Kevin turned and ran away until he got into the store room. 

He had just entered without realizing there was a fluid that had poured in the dark space when he slipped and tripped,. landing on his head. 

He blacked out.

It was a couple of moments later, probably way over thirty minutes before he woke up. His head hurt and he managed to sit up as he rubbed his throbbing head.

"Host detected!!! Beauties picking system activated in 1%..." a computerized voice said out of the blues.

"Who's there?" Kevin asked.

"10%...89%...100%... system uploaded." It continued.

It took a moment and he realized it was coming from his head. Kevin was scared if he was going mad.

"Who are you? What are you?" he demanded, holding his head in his hands but then suddenly it spoke again.

"Now find a beauty and make her fall in love with you in 72 hours." it said.

Kevin tripped but he managed to dash out of the storage but when he came outside, he realized something.

Each time he stares at a woman, he could see a series of computerized numbers weighing her beauty standards in percentage.

This was definitely doom.