Bathroom Confession
Monica had stuffed the panties back into the pocket up her uniform, glancing around as she returned to her normal behavior. Although Monica didn't show it she had a massive crush on the beaver. everything about her cheery attitude and her childish behavior, everything about Claire Woods reeked of sweetness and Monica hated that she loved that about her.
Until just recently she had thought Claire was a moral girl... seeing her take a horse dick shattered that image and stirred a mixture of feelings in the young mouse. Disbelief, hoping that what she saw wasn't real, anger, at that stud for fucking the girl that she loved, disappointment with herself for not coming clear to Claire earlier, and find out she was turning tricks put a sharp pain in her chest.
Monica knew she did not handle that situation very well, upon locking eyes with Claire and seeing the beaver her instincts came over and she played the bullying card. Claire probably thought she was gonna blackmail her with this info. Why couldn't she do anything right
"Hey, Monica, what's up?" The mouse friend Sam asked, drinking a bottle of cherry soda as Monica simply straightened her scout uniform, taking a deep breath to maintain a certain composure around her squad as the scouts sans Claire were there. Monica simply explained that she had just finished her ice cream and left the Creamy Crown.
"So, why did you exit from the back door?" Lucy asked, pushing up her glasses as Monica looked for an excuse, remembering the ice cream bars in her back pocket, they were still hard as she pulled them from her pocket, handing them out.
M, You smuggled these out, that is hardcore" Sam complimented impressed with the mouse's sneakiness, unwrapping one of the bars as Monica handed the second to Lucy who unfolded the wrapper. Monica just nibbled into her bar, resting her head on her palm as she and the other two sat on a closed dumpster as she hung out with the other scouts who she called her friends but in reality, she felt uneasy around them.
Monica knew she could not tell them about her crush or ask for advice, homosexuality could get her booted from the Cookie Scouts and otherwise, she had a certain tough girl image to keep up and did not want to look week in front of them.
Later that night Monica was laying on her bed, unable to talk to anyone about these feelings, she never asked to be gay or attracted to Claire Woods of all girls but she could not fight her desires, which craved for the young beaver girl. that display of sexual intercourse ran through the young mouse's head over and over like a tape on loop. The girl she loved whoring herself out.
The thought made Monica's stomach uneasy, wondering how many guys have been in that beaver. she just clung to her pillow, sobbing at the lingering thought. the pain that came from seeing the person she loved with all her heart getting reamed by a horse for a few credits, Monica was born into a life of wealth and luxury so she couldn't fathom it. Eventually, Monica changed from her scout uniform into a blue collared shirt and a pleated skirt, sliding the panties into her pillowcase as she reached for the remote on her nightstand, turning on the TV.
Monica figured some cartoons would take her mind off what she saw, the screen lit up as an action cartoon was playing. Monica just laid on her bed watching the cartoon, she was able to get a good three episodes in before her stomach started growling. Monica reached for the remote, turning off her TV.
"Mom is dinner ready" Monica called out as she left her bedroom, heading downstairs, she found a note saying her mother wouldn't be home until late. Monica just crumpled up the note pitching it.
"Typical" the young mouse decided she would go out to get something to eat, having a secret attraction to cheap food, which was unbefitting of a rich girl like here. Monica ate nice food and wore nice clothes but despite this, she had a very strong love for the food at the 24/7 gas station. Monica reached for a hoodie, putting on over her head so no one would see her entering the local gas station.
The walk to the store went by as well as it usually did and Monica found herself sitting on the curb with a small box on her lap, holding the greasy slice in her hands as she opened a packet of red peppers and sprinkled it along with the unhealthy food, folding it and taking a bite, washing it down with a bottle of cola. The food was satisfying to her but it paid its toll on her in time as after eating and pitching the box and empty bottle she rushed into the girl's bathroom, heading into a stall to do her business.
Monica collected herself, lowering her skirt and underwear, sitting on the toilet seat, the soft rock playing in the store echoed into the bathroom while Monica sighed. Eventually, the stall next to her opened as another cub walked out, heading to the sink, Monica looked in the mirror, seeing the figure wash her hand.
"Oh, you are kidding me," Monica said, recognizing the beaver who put her hands under the sink, Monica's chest was booming as she clenched her fists. telling herself that she was alone with Claire, this was her chance to come clean, the mouse stood up, pulling her clothes up as she fumbled with the looks as the beaver looked around.
"Someone else there," Claire asked as the door opened. Claire and Monica looked at each other, the beaver crossing her arms, asking if the mouse was following her. Monica took some offense to this accusation, saying that she just stopped in to use the restroom, not even knowing Claire was there as she caught her breath.
"Look, about what happened earlier, I- I Don't want to hear it," Monica said as Claire interrupted, saying that because of her she may get kicked out of the scouts or worse, demanding to know who she's told. Monica just took a breath, explaining she hasn't told anyone and she wasn't going to.
"So you're blackmailing me, to keep quiet" Claire concluded, still a bit sore with the mouse as she nodded, saying she wanted nothing in return and would keep Claire's secret as Claire just rolled her eyes, saying that Monica has been a bitch to her ever since she joined the Scouts.
"Why do you hate me so much?" Claire asked, curious as to whatever so did that sent the young mouse to pick on her, whether it was tacked on her log at the campfire, Laxatives in her smores, or the dreaded hot sauce in the crotch of her swimsuit. Claire mentioned as she's only had a few memories of Monica that are actually pleasant as she asked what she ever did to warrant such hatred towards as Monica clenched her chest, she did all that because she wanted her attention.
"You know the answer doesn't matter, you have made my time in the Cookie Scouts hectic, is it because I'm the top seller because I thought that would actually make you respect me as a scout but no, since I got that title the pranks have doubled, so why do you continue to pick on me" Claire outburst as Monica couldn't hold her tongue.
"Because I love you!" Monica shouted, confessing as she covered her mouth before removing them, repeating the words. saying she had loved Claire since she met her, her happy attitude and cheerful nature, she loved that about Claire and that was she gave her a hard time, she thought ruining that would make her not love her.
"I wish I didn't love you, but It's hopeless, everytime I see you I shake... Can you imagine the pain I felt seeing you, the girl that I loved doing it with a horse for money" Monica sobbed, dropping her facade as the mouse broke down in tears, saying it felt like her heart was being ripped from her chest. she told Claire she always thought heartbreak was just something she thought was a metaphor in songs, but she knew how it felt.
"Okay, this is getting weird" Claire backed up, less angry as she was confused, asking why she acted the way she did if she loved her so much. Monica just sat against the wall sobbing, explaining that she was expected to act a certain way, and being attracted to another girl was not a part of that plan.
"Plus if the Scouts found out I was gay, they'd give me the boot. I wish I didn't love you but I do and I can't stand this feeling I've had since I saw you back there" Monica admitted as Claire started to feel bad for her scooting beside her as the two sat against the bathroom wall.
"I didn't know that, I've always just been myself, and for you to be this template of what other people say, that sounds hectic," Claire said as Monica rubbed her eyes, saying that Claire now knew her secret, meaning they both had dirt on each other as she promised not to tell anyone about her activities as Claire stood up helping the mouse girl up and pulling her into a hug.
"It's alright Monica," Claire said, wanting her to feel free to be herself as the mouse sniffled, drying her tears, looking at the young beaver who gave her a smile as she hugged back, enjoying this moment.
"Look, Monica, I've never really been in a relationship but I can this means a lot to you so the least I can do is give you a fair chance, I have no problem being with another girl," Claire said as Monica's eyes opened wide, seeing the beaver kiss her. Monica just returned the kiss as the two scouts shared their moment is the bathroom of the 24/7