Sabotage - Chapter 15

Breanna left the nurse’s office and headed upstairs to find Serina alone in the bathroom. She was sitting in a stall with her pants up, which Breanna thought was funny and obvious.

“Serina, It’s me,” Breanna whispered.

“Do you have it?” Serina whispered back.

“Yeah, she gave me two!”

“I just need one!”

“Well, now at least we won’t have to go back again.”

There was a pause where Serina debated arguing that she wouldn’t have another accident. However, she couldn’t even tell herself that without knowing it was entirely possible.

“Just pass them to me,” Serina demanded.

Breanna unzipped her bag and pulled out the diapers. She slid them under the crack of the stall, and right as Serina had them in her hands, the bathroom door opened. Breanna stood up quickly and stared at the doorway. It was Yana and Claire.

“Oh. What’re you doing here?” Claire asked with spite.

“I just…” Breanna started, but Yana noticed Serina’s feet.

“Is she in there?” Yana asked.

“Yeah, what? Surprised she can pee on the toilet?”

“A little yeah, especially with her pants pulled up.”

Breanna looked down at the shoes of Serina and watched as she slowly lowered her pants down. Yana laughed.

“Okay, there’s something funny going on here, but whatever,” Yana said, and she and Claire took the unoccupied stalls.

Breanna pulled out her phone and started rapidly texting Serina.

Breanna: Come on, let’s go!

The phone buzz broke the silence and echoed through the bathroom. Serina grabbed her phone and started replying.

Serina: I can't!

Breanna: Why not?!?!

Serina: Because I don’t have these stupid things off yet! I can't take them off without taking off my pants, and they’ll see!

Breanna: Just rip off the sides; they’re meant to do that.

Serina: They’ll hear that!

Breanna: No they won't!

“Why don’t you guys just talk instead of texting each other? You’re right here,” Yana asked while peeing.

“Mind your business Yana!” Serina and Breanna said, perfectly in sync. Breanna went back to her phone.

Breanna: Okay, maybe they will hear it. So we’ll just have to wait until they leave then.

Serina: What if they don’t leave? What if they wait for me to get out?

Breanna: I’ll take care of it.

Breanna thought for a second before eventually coming to a solution that made her roll her eyes. She cleared her throat.

“So, did Tyler tell you guys?” She started.

“Tell us what?” Claire replied, seemingly disinterested.

“I had to end it already.”

The two girls flushed and stood up in unison, then left the stalls.

“What?!” They both said started.

“Yeah, I know it had only been like a couple of days, but I just didn’t think it was a good time…” Breanna felt the lie sting again and looked back to Breanna’s feet unconsciously.

“Damn, he is, like, obsessed with you too,” Yana said while washing her hands, really making sure Breanna felt the sting of what she was forced to do.

“So what, you just didn’t wanna date him? Didn’t like him or something?” Claire asked.

“Of course I like him, but you know. This is a new school. I just need friends right now. Sometimes you get a boyfriend, and they just end up being the only one you hang out with. I want to find some friends first, like you guys!”

There was an awkward pause while the girls remembered the blow up in the cafeteria just minutes ago. Breanna looked to Serina’s shoes again, knowing she was getting impatient and cleared her throat.

“Sorry about yelling, I just-” Breanna started, but Yana interrupted.

“No, it’s alright. You were defending your sister. I shouldn’t have been a bitch.”

“No, you shouldn’t have,” Serina said from the stall.

“Yeah yeah, I’m sorry Rina. Look, I’ll see you in class, save you a seat?” Yana asked.

“Thanks, see you then.”

Yana and Claire finally made their exit, and Breanna locked the bathroom door behind them.

“Fucking finally. I was getting grossed out sitting in these,” Serina said as she pulled down her diaper. Breanna watched her feet as the diaper fell to the floor with a heavy thump, and she kicked it under the door with her feet. Breanna looked down at it, now seeing the yellow inside as it sat near her feet, and smiled.

“What, do you expect me to pick it up?” Breanna asked.

“Duh! Throw it out!” Serina said, annoyed she was even asked.

“I’m not touching that!” Breanna complained.

“Oh my god Brea, just grab the sides.”

“No! That’s your dirty diaper, not mine!”

Serina groaned as she pulled a new diaper up her thighs. It felt nice to be dry again, a comforting relief that she enjoyed for a moment before remembering: she was wearing a fucking diaper.

Serina pulled the tight jeans back up over her padded bottom and stepped out of the stall, right as the bell rang, signalling lunch was ending. She reached down and grabbed the diaper sitting at Breanna’s feet, then dangled it in front of Breanna’s face.

“See, that wasn't so hard,” she teased. Breanna stepped back.

“Ew, just hurry up; I don’t wanna be late again because of you.”

Serina tossed the diaper in the garbage and threw a load of paper towel in after it to conceal it. Then she washed her hands, and they were out.

“Do you really think she was sorry?” Breanna asked Serina about Yana.

“Meh. It doesn’t matter; that’s just kinda what we’re like. Sometimes I’m convinced we’re only friends for appearances, not just...friends, you know?” Serina explained. Breanna nodded, and the two made their way to class. Yana and Claire had saved the two seats next to them, which Serina and Breanna took. Serina didn’t even notice the padding as she sat down; in fact, she noticed a lack of it since changing out of the wet one. The four girls didn’t talk before the class started and remained silent to each other the rest of the school day apart from a few comments here and there.

As Serina and Breanna left their last class of the day, they saw Tyler again. He was looking over at Breanna, his eyes full of confused sadness. Breanna stopped where she stood and stared, desperately wanting to say something, to make him understand.

“Come on, I wanna try and ditch this diaper before our parents get home,” Serina pulled at Breanna, who followed, looking behind her quickly to see Tyler had gone.

The car ride home was quiet except for the radio. Serina kept looking over to Breanna, who was looking out the window deep in thought.

“What’s wrong with you?” Serina asked.

“I just...nothing.”

“What? C’mon, I thought we had a good bonding day,” Serina said in her trademark, every-so-slightly-sarcastic tone. Breanna looked over to her with a raised eyebrow.

“Really?” She snarked.

“Yeah! Sure. Whatever. Look, I feel bad about Tyler; I said that this morning didn’t I? But you know what brought it on. It’s your own fault. Let’s just forget about it and move on.”

Breanna had looked back to the window while Serina spoke, but the mention of fault made her look back again.

“Yeah. Sure. Move on.” She replied coldly.

The car pulled into the driveway, and Serina cursed.

“Fuck, your mom’s home.” She said.

“Don’t worry; she won't notice. Just go straight to your room and hide them.” Breanna said as she stepped out of the car. Serina hesitated but followed. Breanna tried the handle to the front door, but it was locked, so she knocked. As they waited, Breanna looked to Serina and knew the timing was perfect.

“I still can't believe your friends today,” she stated. “Can you believe Yana called you a baby bladder?”

“Aha, yeah, that was-” Serina started to laugh but stopped cold. The door swung open.

“Hey! Hey…” Jessica opened the door and smiled before looking down at Serina’s pants. “Weren’t you wearing different pants this morning?”

Serina couldn’t respond. She stood still, stiff, and felt the warmth spread in her diaper.