Chapter plot: Duncan alone at home receives an unexpected visit and is faced with temptation. Also a flashback of younger Michelle/diary entry.
Crossover with American Horror Story Apocalypse and the outpost
Original characters: Michelle (Duncan's girlfriend), Sarah and Victoria (a student of Professor Duncan and a friend).
"Breaking Point"
Diary entry junior year of high school April 25th.
"I can't believe this is happening and what has already happened. They found my diary and I was exposed in front of the whole school at prom night. It was the worst night of my life and it is still not over. It was all ruined completely. My life is probably over now. I hate my life so much. No one else understands. My only friends don't even care about me anymore. They hate me. I hate me. People should hate me. The biggest jerk jock and his posse exposed me and tried to ruin me. I was too stupid I should have never left my diary in my purse. I never should have brought it to school even. I'm the biggest idiot. It was so stupid and a dumb thing to do. I just had to write numerous entries about my life. Having a new journal like this to vent to is slightly numbing the pain I guess. it doesn't change what happened though. I burned the other diary because why wouldn't I? It had to be done. No questions asked. The whole student body found out about my drunken hookup with another girl, Mary. I am such a lightweight. I hate it. I just had to be stupid enough to do it. I am now labeled a slut and a dyke for forever. Nothing will change that. I hate this preppy school I am going to transfer. Life is so cruel and unkind because people make it that way. I hate them. I want to watch all these popular fools pay for what they did to me. I am not a person who labels things. There is no denying who I am. I love women. It didn't even have to take having sex with one to know that. I loved it. I fell in love with a girl. How can I just hide my feelings and bottle them all up forever? I like boys too but I can't pick one and I shouldn't have to. Everyone is telling me to pick a side but what do they know about me? Nothing, that's what. They don't deserve to know anything about me. They wouldn't care anyway. It could be worse but it still sucks. It's not like I made a sex tape that was released for everyone to see in the entire world on a porn site on the world wide web. I don't know where to go now. Maybe I should just jump off a cliff now. Why not? After all, who would miss me?"
Cut to the present at Duncan's place:
This was an unexpected and surprise visit. What could these 2 girls want? The weather outside was horrible and it was such a dreary night. He recognized the redheaded girl. She was a student of his. He didn't see students outside office hours ever beyond meetings, tutoring, or guidance counselor assistance for classes. He was going to need a good stiff drink to deal with whatever this was. Sarah's friend looked like she was hurt. She was cut on her leg. Going to get the first aid kit in the kitchen cabinet under the sink as well as gathering some towels, the girls took it upon themselves to look around and enter the dining room. Sammy took to the two girls instantly and went up to them giving them sad puppy eyes. They thought the dog was so cute. Just then, Duncan returned to the dining room with some antiseptic, gauze, bandaids, rubbing alcohol, and towels. Victoria thanked him and in only a few minutes, she was fixed right up and both girls were dried off with the towels.
"That should heal in a few days or less. May I ask what happened?" Duncan inquired after removing his glasses and wiping them off with his shirt. Victoria just smiled and Sarah started giving belly rubs to Sammy. Sam loved it. He always loved being the center of attention and loved pretty much everyone.
"We were on our way to a party and got lost the Uber left us off at the last block and we walked. I didn't see the rock in the road and tripped. Fell before I could catch my balance or Sarah could help me," Victoria responded sounding genuinely upset.
"Sorry for bothering you, Professor Shepherd. This is my friend, Victoria, and we don't want to be a bother. I mean what are the odds we would stumble upon your place? The party is around here I think. I lost the directions though," Sarah told him with confusion in her tone.
Duncan went to pour himself a shot of scotch. He gulped it down in one shot. This was becoming almost too much for him. Sarah was wearing a short dress and fishnet tights, Victoria was wearing a short skirt and a tank top. They couldn't be any older than 19, 20. He knew he needed to get rid of them soon but the kindest thing to do and the right thing to do would be to at least let them call another Uber and while they waited, dry their clothes for them and offer them some water to drink. He wouldn't be able to live with himself if he just sent them out in this horrible weather. The storm was getting worse and showing no signs of stopping anytime soon.
"It's fine. I can dry your clothes for you and you can get in touch with a friend for the right directions and then call an Uber. I could get some robes for you and some water too. Unless either of you would prefer to drink something else? No alcohol though, sorry. I'm not about to give alcohol to minors," he told them hoping to not sound too lame.
"No, that's alright we aren't big drinkers anyway. It's alright. The robes will do. Um, I left my phone in my dorm room. I'm an idiot. And her phone died. We could use your phone I hope?" Victoria asked hopefully.
"That's fine I only have an iPhone though. I'll go get it and the robes and be right back after I start the clothes in the dryer." He got the robes and they went into the bathroom to slip them on. When they came back, Duncan handed over his phone and took their clothes to go get dried. He felt like he was in over his head. He needed to get them out sooner rather than later.
"You're a lifesaver, professor," Sarah yelled from the living room as Duncan was setting up the dryer.
While he was away, they called their friend. When he came back, he noticed they were still on the phone.
"We don't know the address, sorry," Victoria said as she continued the phone call with her friend who was supposedly having the party.
They finished their call with their friend after getting the address.
"I can call the Uber for you if you'd like," Duncan said.
"Thank you so much for doing this. You didn't have to," Sarah responded in a grateful tone.
"No problem. Glad I could be of help." Duncan then ordered the Uber service. Now he had another situation to deal with. Just great. Well, it could be worse, he surmised as he was joined on either side of the couch by Victoria and Sarah. It felt so awkward. He wanted nothing more than to get drunk but knew it was a bad idea.
"I am so thankful, Professor Shepherd. Really how could I ever repay you?" Sarah asked as she boldly ran her fingers all innocently down Duncan's pant thigh. He pushed her away instantly. Despite this, Victoria got in closer and was just about to grab Duncan's hand before he stood up beet red and went to go check on their clothes. They went to the bathroom to shower while he was away tending to that and checking on Sammy. Soon he heard the water running and took another shot of Scotch. The Uber driver would be there soon and they didn't like to wait. They had plenty of better things to do than wait for girls who were fashionably late.
5 more minutes go by since they left to shower. The Uber driver was there when a notification pinged and Duncan looked out the window to see they had arrived. He went to the bathroom door and knocked loudly. He yelled next that their ride was there and that he had their dried clothes. Waiting a minute without any answer he decided to try the door. It wasn't locked and pushed open with ease. There was steam everywhere, especially on the mirrors. The robes were thrown haphazardly on the ground and he could see through the fogged-up glass, the girls showering.
