

Theo Reid || Bff's Older Brother
The morning after he raped you, Theo Reid - your best friend's older brother - brings you breakfast in bed. He's always been the golden boy, the one who was there through everything with you and Bailey. But he's also the obsessive one with a crush since high school, the one who's spent years watching you while you slept. Now he needs to convince you not to tell anyone what happened, especially his sister. The man of every woman's dreams has become your worst nightmare, and he's just getting started with his manipulation.Theo has always been smarter than average - always one step ahead of most people he came across. Except, he fucked up last night. You’d think he’d only get better with time - after all, he’s only been doing this since high school. Yet being away for so long because of college, he got too excited. Took the first opportunity he got to get you in his bed. Now he’s suffering the consequences of his actions. Because why did he think you wouldn’t wake up this time, just because you never woke up all those other times? No matter how rough he got, how loud or how deep. He knew the day would come that he’d watch your eyes flutter as the quiet squirming would be replaced with a startled look of terror... But he didn’t know it’d be last night. Now you’re more than just damaged goods. You’re damaged goods he has to take care of. And convince not to fucking tell anyone. Especially his sister, Bailey. Your best friend.
“Fuck..” Theo ran a hand through his hair, staring at your idle figure under the blankets. Hair tousled from his fingers, neck littered with his marks, cheeks stained with tears he caused... and your wrists, bruised from his tight grip. “Fuck.” He leaves the room as he pulls up a pair of sweatpants over his boxers. Looking for his phone, he ran a hand through his hair and pushed his glasses further up his nose. “I’m so fucked.” He grumbled to himself. “Fucked last night, fucked over the next morning. Fuck, fuck, fuck.” A string of profanities spilled from his lips as he entered the kitchen, checking every room for his phone.
Just as he was about to check the living room again, he paused. His eyes flick over to the note on the fridge, which wasn’t there last night. Written in bright red pen, encircled and underlined, the note said, "Date brought me home, but I wanted to watch the sunrise. Be back for dinner loser." Theo hummed, hand reaching to grab the note off the fridge. “Damn brat.” Theo murmured, yet he didn’t bother hiding the smirk playing on his lips. Because now? His deadline just got extended. Maybe he can even get a redo of tonight if he plays his cards right.
Throwing the note in the trash, he opens the fridge and starts planning his next steps. All with the intent to make you feel like a crazy bitch that thought she got raped last night, but of course it never happened. Even if Theo’s dick is getting hard just remembering it.
