The Wall That Separates Us

People always wonder what it must be like to have a loving family that cares for you and makes sure you have everything you’ll ever need. Friends that don’t judge you for your mistakes and are always there when you need them. It’s a magical and incredible feeling that I myself am blessed to have.
Things have grown more difficult recently which is why I’m writing this in the hope that people will understand why I needed to do what I did and that it wasn’t my fault, I never planned for what happened to occur, it just did.

My wall neighbor has become troublesome as of late, he’s grown more restless at nights, and is spending more and more time on the computer doing…well what he’s doing isn’t important but it’s certainly making things difficult seeing as we used to spend hours talking to each other every day. Now he spends most of his time talking to other girls and…yeah. It’s frustrating.
I’ve tried making hints and comments about how it’s making me uncomfortable but he either shuts me off or tells his parents to tell me he’s out with friends or something. I know he’s lying and he’s just trying to avoid me but I can’t help but feel abandoned.
A few weeks ago, it became more than I could handle. I looked outside my window when he was returning home from college, and clutching to his arm was another girl. This isn’t exactly unusual, he’s brought loads of girls back in the past and I know he video calls and instant messages them all the time, he would always bring back a different girl every time. This one in particular bothered me the most because when I saw her, I saw the mirror image of myself. Same curly red hair, same grassy green eyes, same tiny mouth and button nose that scrunched up as she giggled. She was literally the spitting image of me, even down to the same loose flowing skirts and tops that I wear.
Who was she? What made her so much more special than me? Where did she even come from? Why was he interested in this girl and not me?
But more importantly how could I become her?

After listening to the rampant love making of them both for the grand total of six minutes and twenty-two seconds, I uploaded the recording to my computer so I could imitate the new girls sounds, her voice was so sweet, she was gentle and quiet until she climaxed then she was wild and ferocious just like he was throughout. I’m not ashamed to admit I’ve pleasured myself to his voice on more occasions than I can count, but hearing her voice so similar to mine made it so much more enjoyable. It was as if he was bringing me to climax himself.
She left not long after which was when I left my home also.
I followed her for some time but she never once grew suspicious, she was calm and carefree listening to music through her headphones, almost skipping as she walked. It took all I had not to just take her there and then but I held myself back as I imagined myself with him, reaching the intense levels of pleasure that she had earlier, it felt so good.
She actually didn’t live too far away which I can only assume is how they met, I lived so much closer, literally only a few feet away, why was she blessed and not me. I waited outside her house and watched as she and her family ate dinner and watched TV. I don’t know what her parents did for a living but the house was pretty big so I can only assume they must have had really well-paid jobs.

It was ten thirty-seven when she and her father departed the living room, her mother had gone up at eight twenty seven, I can only assume she must have to work earlier than her husband so required more sleep. I went around the back of the house and climbed atop an enclosed hot tub to reach the small balcony that led to the bedrooms. It was her parents’ room so I had to clamber over to the other side to see into the girl’s room but that was only a short jump and I’m very nimble. I wasn’t to shocked to see her bedroom was huge, against one wall a huge four poster bed, opposite a projector imposed the image of a TV show on a screen that spanned the entire wall, her room was adorned with all softs of cuddly toys and large wardrobes and posters of pop stars. It was beautiful.
I watched her as she fell asleep until my phone vibrated in my pocket alerting me to him coming online, I had created a fake account using pictures of a girl I used to be close friends with so I could still talk to him even when he appeared offline on my own account. The notification pinged with a ‘Hey beautiful, surprised to see you on this late’. My heart fluttered with excitement as I sank down, pushing my back against the wall. We texted for thirty-one minutes till he said goodnight, the flash illuminated pictures of my bare breasts allowing him the satisfaction he needed to drift off to sleep. I made my way home after that and snuggled up under my covers happy with the night’s events.

Morning came quickly as the sun shone through the small window. It was already eight and he was going to be leaving soon to go to college, I dashed to the window and took my spot waiting for him to leave. Seconds later I heard him call out his goodbyes as the door slammed shut behind him, what I hadn’t expected was the girl from the other night was there waiting for him. My heart skipped a beat as I stared at them both skipping down the street towards the college, I stayed there for a long time, long after they had disappeared from my sight. It was nine minutes past ten when I was broken from my trance by the ping of him coming online again on both my fake and real accounts. I stared at the screen as his image notification disappeared. I quickly flicked the screen open and viewed his profile, clicked his friends list and there she was, the mirror image of myself, the name April in bold letters beside her petite smile, dazzling eyes and vibrant red curls. I pulled my own hair in front of my eyes, it shone under the new morning sun just like hers, I pulled my hair to one side like hers and stroked it gently. She was me, I was April, we were the same.

My phone buzzed wildly as my two thirty alarm went off informing me of his arrival home. I closed off April’s social media and sat back by the window. It was a Wednesday so he would be finishing at three and be getting home between three thirty and four depending on if he stopped at the shops on the way home or stuck around with his friends. I would normally take my bike and wait for him outside the college but I got so caught up with researching April I lost track of time and wasn’t even dressed to leave so I sat by the window and waited for his return.
I checked my phone again for the thousandth time, it was one minute past four and he still wasn’t home, I repeatedly checked it again and again until it read five o clock. I grew worried at that point and dashed downstairs to see if I had missed him or he’d come home early. His room was empty, but his parents were both home downstairs watching TV. They didn’t seem concerned in the slightest so I returned to my room and continued to wait

Six o clock. He still wasn’t home, something was wrong, something must have happened to him, he didn’t mention anything on any of his social medias about going out or seeing someone, he always brought girls back to his home, he only felt comfortable in his own home. He’d told me that once. I quickly dashed downstairs and slipped on my motorcycle leathers, they were cold on my bare skin but I didn’t care, he was missing and I needed to make sure he was safe. Each home on our street had a garage that led to a private road hidden from prying eyes, very few people stored their vehicles here for fear of theft due to its enclosed nature and lack of security but I’d never had a problem myself. I liked it as it meant I could come and go as I pleased without people constantly watching my movements.
I rode to the college and slowly rode around the perimeter checking every area he’d normally be, the gates to the college were locked up and security was patrolling the inner grounds but I had bent a small section of the spiked fence at the rear on a previous occasion that meant I could climb over without being seen by the cameras. Once inside I scouted the grounds, dodging past the cameras and slow-moving security guard but still found no signs of him.
I waited nearby the security office until six minutes past seven when the guard would make his next rounds, he always took between twenty to thirty minutes depending on whether he went inside to use the bathroom, I tipped some of the bins around the back of the college over to give me extra time in case I took longer than I’d planned. I rewound the security tape for the front of the college and played it slowly, thankfully he was wearing a distinct red and black jacket which stood out clearly on the camera feed. After only nine minutes and twenty-eight seconds I saw him, the time stamp showed four minutes past three, he waited around for another two minutes and twelve seconds until she appeared.
April came running out from the college ground towards him as they embraced. My heart started beating quickly, I pictured myself and him hugging, his powerful arms embracing my small delicate form, his intoxicating scent lulling my mind as my face pressed into his neck, our bodies touching so closely as his fingers ran up my back. I had to rewind again as the feed continued, now showing an empty lot, the timestamp read twenty-seven minutes and thirty-six seconds, I checked my phone, seven thirty-eight, I had descended into the fantasies of my mind again, the guard would be back soon. I rewound to when I last saw them and focused, it was difficult but I managed to stop my mind slipping into my fantasies again as I watched them both leave together until they were no longer in sight. From the corner of my eye, I could see the guard returning, he either hadn’t bothered to clean up the mess I’d made or hadn’t checked, regardless I quickly changed it back to the live feed and dashed back to my prepared entryway.

Back on my bike I ran through all the thoughts in my mind, it kept drifting back to the scene of us together, it was beautiful, I couldn’t help but fall into my trance again until a weight pressed on the back of my bike, I turned to see two guys, one pushing down on the bike the other circling round looking me and it up and down. The one circling made a complimentary remark about how my bike was a beautiful beast and he’d love to have a ride. The other one made a disgusting comment about how he was a much livelier beast that could give me a better ride than my machine.

It was ten fifteen when I heard the latch to his front door slowly close, I darted upstairs and logged onto my laptop signing into both of my accounts again. Seconds later his face popped up twice on my screen, my heart went giddy as I typed my greetings on both accounts. My fake account received and almost instant greeting, while my own sat silent for eight long minutes. I played my usual back and forth from the other account sending sexy messages and promises of nude photos to keep him interested, after the eight-minute mark my own account received a simple ‘hey, sorry just going to bed, talk soon’ and then he went offline. We continued chatting for another twenty-three minutes on my other account, I sent him three more pictures of my body before he said goodnight. I could hear him settling down for the night as his bed creaked under the movement. I closed my laptop and headed downstairs to finish what I had started earlier.
Over a week passed before anything different happened, I never saw any sight of April again other than at the college, they continued hanging out occasionally which aided in my personal fantasies when I couldn’t be with him as I imagined myself in her position.
It was Friday, which meant he would be finishing at three, this time around I was ready in my leathers waiting by the window as April showed up to meet him. They embraced tightly and made their way to the college. I rushed back to the garage and hopped on my bike proceeding to the outskirts of the parking lot of the college and waited for them to arrive. The pair of them seemed friendly but not as close as you’d expect lovers to be, he seemed to be attempting to make advances to wrap his arm around her but she playfully shied away from him. I couldn’t help but feel bad for him, if it were me, I’d let him hold me as close as he wanted, I’d never refuse his advances or make him feel unwanted.

Finally, the three-o clock bell rang out as students flooded to the front gate. I hadn’t managed to see him at all throughout the day, due to the college adding extra security and a new camera to the back of the college since the police were called to investigate the bodies found of two missing college students earlier that week. I returned a few times when the police were no longer present and managed to find a small break in one of the walls that would allow me to get inside. It was closer to the front of the college though so I was unable to use it during the day with the heightened security and visibility to some of the classrooms.
He strolled out of the college doors with two other guys laughing and smiling, I felt my heart flutter and my head spin. Thankfully I was already sat down, otherwise I think I’d have fainted from excitement as April came dashing from the college towards the group jumping into his arms like the movies and kissing him passionately, oh god how I wish I was her, our lips locked together, our tongues exploring each other’s mouths as the passion grew and we removed our clothes, I’d have let him take me there and then in front of all his friends. I almost lost sight of them again as I fazed into another fantasy until they walked right by the bench I was sat at. April’s perfume was intoxicating, it gave me the same feeling as smelling fresh cut grass in the summer, my mind swam as I watched them walk away. They both stopped at the divide of the street, one way leading to his home and the other to hers. I watched them for a further four minutes and twenty seconds until they kissed again and went their separate ways, I waited there for another hour until my alarm went off informing me that I was safe to depart and head home, it was as I was mounting my bike that he came back into my vision, I thought it was my imagination at first, but as he turned off to the same direction April had earlier, I realized what was going on…and it excited me. I kicked my bike into gear and took the long route round to April’s home.

I left my bike down a side street and removed my helmet before circling round and hopping fences to get into her garden. Her mother was in the living room but her father wasn’t home yet, from the ground I couldn’t see into her bedroom but I assumed she must’ve been there. I lost track of time as I was searching for a way inside, I hadn’t even realized he had arrived and was already in her room until I spotted her close her curtains, his bare chest and arms embracing her from behind as they disappeared behind the thick black cloth.
My imagination ran frantic as I pictured us kissing and exploring each others bodies, his hands touching every surface of my skin as he lowered me onto the bed, his soft lips kissing down my chest.
I was broken from my trance as April’s mother banged on the kitchen window looking out to the yard, I panicked as I bolted towards the fence jumping them one by one ‘till I reached the main street again. I’m not sure if they saw me from upstairs but I was certain her mother saw me clearly enough.
I headed home again and waited for him to come home, he appeared online at eight twenty-three that evening, but only to post that he was going out drinking with some friends who he tagged but didn’t specify where. I debated heading back to April’s to follow them but thought better of it after that day’s incident and instead contented myself with looking online for new leathers and a dark wig to cover myself next time I went over.

I didn’t see him again at all that night, other than the photo’s he posted of him with his friends, and April. It made the night past quickly as I pleasured myself with each new upload, especially the images of him and April together, she was wearing a tight leather skirt and a black lace top that brought further attention to her huge breasts, helped by the lacey pushup bra she wore his eyes were almost always locked on her chest in the photos. I created my own memories of him grinding against her, his touch on my bare arms as I pushed my self against the bulge in his jeans, my hands caressing his face as she rode atop his leg, clamping her legs around his waist as I stuck my tongue down his throat, his hot breath on my neck as I pulled away and he nestled his face in her chest.

The bed was still wet as I awoke to the sound of my alarm ringing out to alert me it was time to move. I made my way to the window and peered out seeing nothing unusual. His parents worked weekdays so they often slept in till late, he usually did the same not surfacing till past ten o clock, that day was no different. It was only six in the morning so I wasn’t expecting to see him until ten at the earliest. I stripped the sheets off and rubbed the mattress down with a towel to dry it before putting on a fresh layer, then I opened the window to air out the room and returned to my garage to perform maintenance on my bike and check everything over. I was expecting my new helmet, leathers and wig to arrive that day so I put a note on the door to come round the back as I wouldn’t be able to hear them otherwise. My usual delivery drivers knew this about me so they often didn’t even approach my door and just came round the back, they knew the code to my garage so they could drop my items off when I wasn’t available as well, it kept things simple and made everyone’s lives easier.
My phone buzzed to life again at eleven seventeen. A notification popped up about him posting a new photo, I eagerly swiped it open to a picture of him and April cuddling, his muscular arm wrapped around her petite waist, his lips pressed against her cheek, my arms caressing his waist. The image titled ‘me and my girlfriend’.

My new gear arrived and although it was a little tight at first it loosened out a lot more and is now incredibly comfortable, I can wear it all day without issues or chaffing. I also bought some new parts for my scrap bike project which I managed to successfully get working, it runs even better than my current so I can’t wait to take it out for a proper spin.
I kept myself occupied during the periods he was away at April’s, I kept up my routine of following them both to college and enjoying myself with more and more updates of our lives being posted online. More and more it was becoming evident that we were made for each other, I watched April more closely, following her every step, enjoying every moment of her life, watching from afar become a lot easier after a time, I’d managed to create a small gap in her fence to the side of her house nearest her room, I hid a lightweight telescopic ladder in the bushes outside so I could get up and down easily and a small camera amongst her cuddly toys so I could watch them from home. It was almost the perfect scenario, or so I thought until I saw him return home with a different girl, I know they hadn’t broken up as I checked both of their social media constantly. They were still sleeping together and having regular sexual interactions at her home and his, they were still cuddling and kissing outside of college. It didn’t make sense. I pressed myself against the wall and listened in, he was speaking like he used to, telling her compliments and saying how special she was, then the undeniable creaking of his bed told me all I needed to know. I rushed upstairs and carefully made my way through the insulation over his room and pulled away the small hatch that led to his closet. The closet was closed as I lowered my head inside, the girl’s moans echoed through the room as she rode his heaving form, she tangled her fingers through her thick blonde hair as her body rose and fell with his thrusting movements, moaning louder and louder. I could just barely see them through the crack of the closet as I continued to watch. They grew wilder and more frantic as time passed, my fingernails gripped deeply into the wood as my body tensed up, he was mine, he belonged to me, our social profiles showed it, what had I done. Then it occurred to me, April must have done something, not me, she must’ve done something wrong. I quickly sealed the hole back up and carefully made my way back to my room just as the final screams of the other girl’s orgasm reverberated beneath me.
I threw on my new leathers and jumped on my bike to ride back to April’s, I parked up in my usual spot, squeezed through the gap into her garden and connected my phone to the wireless camera I set up to see if she was inside. She was alone on her bed looking at her laptop. I scouted around the side and could see her mother’s car was there but not her fathers. As usual her mother was sat in front of the TV completely unaware of me watching her. I continued watching April on the camera and her mother from the window as I waited for her father to come home at six thirty that evening.
It was finally dark enough for me to put up my ladder at eight fifteen, I got quite good at getting it up and down in a matter of seconds now, I even managed to started pulling it up when I’m on her balcony just on the off chance someone walks past and notices. April never once left her room, thankfully she was wearing headphones and was watching something on her laptop so she never noticed anything at all. I pulled my ladder up and left it on the balcony as I slipped into her room.

Things were a lot more difficult at that point, I thought everything would be simple, I was just supposed to talk to April and see what we did wrong, and why he was punishing us, but she didn’t understand, she just started screaming, it was like she didn’t recognise me, that I was her, and she was me. She tried to run away, I couldn’t let her go, not after she ruined everything I’d worked so hard for. I grabbed her laptop off the bed and struck her in the back of the head, she just dropped, she stopped moving completely, I checked and she was still breathing so I dragged her downstairs and put her in her father’s truck to take her back to my home. I parked the truck in my garage and made sure she was tied and gagged before I took her inside my home. It was much more difficult than I expected, the adrenaline had worn off so I really struggled to even get her out of the car, I strapped her to a sack barrow in the end and left her laying down in my living room while I went back for her parents.

It was past midnight when I could finally look at my social media accounts, both showed offline, and no new updates were posted regarding himself or the new girl that he’d brought home. I closed up my laptop, went for a shower to clean up and snuggled back into my bed for the night.

Sunday morning, my alarm rang for six, I hit the snooze and rolled back over, last night’s events slowly reemerging in my mind. Two snoozes passed before I finally got out of bed and flicked my phone on, both accounts still showing he was inactive so I proceeded to the bathroom and got ready for the day.
April was either still unconscious or had fallen asleep as she lay motionless on the floor still strapped to the sack barrow, I’d left her parents bodies in the kitchen as they were still trailing a small trickle of blood along my garden, the pool now centered in the middle of my kitchen spreading slowly around the bodies. I went out into the garden and connected the hose so I could spray the grass and concrete clean, I’m sure it would seem strange to some people doing this sort of thing in the early hours of the morning but I’m known to work at all sorts of hours and I’ve caused many oil spills from faulty engines so people are rarely surprised. I cleaned up the blood and returned to the kitchen to move the April’s parents, part way through cleaning the floor and moving them I heard Aprils muffled screams through her gag. I didn’t stop working seeing as I knew she couldn’t move and no one would hear her anyways so I continued cleaning up her parents and placed them on the sofa beside my own, I’m going to have to do something about the smell soon as a pungent odour has been developing around them recently. April continued trying to scream under her gag as I wheeled them in and put them in position, her makeup was starting to smudge as her tears washed across her face, it made her look really unattractive but I was going to let her get cleaned up anyways so it didn’t matter too much.

It took most of the morning to finally get everything in place and April had passed out again from exhaustion. I checked my phone again, it was nine thirty-six, he was still offline but I imagined he’d be waking up again soon so I brought all my cosmetics downstairs along with some clothes I took from April’s home. She had calmed down a lot since I moved her into the dining room, I kept her gag in place just in case but she didn’t resist much when I cleaned her makeup off and reapplied it so she looked like she had it in her pictures from when they’d gone out, the only thing that was missing was the rosy pink lipstick she wore but that had to wait. I undid the bindings tying her legs together and those wrapped around the sack barrow, I wasn’t sure what underwear she was wearing that night so I just put on a sexy lingerie set that matched her bra before helping her into the leather skirt. I pulled out a new set of ties and she began to panic and break free causing the trolley to fall backwards, a loud crack assaulted my ears as her head struck the hardwood floor, I picked her up again but the blood began pouring down my arms making me drop her in shock. I panicked again as her body began shaking violently, her legs repeatedly striking the hardwood, I climbed atop her pressing my palms to the back of her head trying to stop the bleeding, her whole body was causing me to shake until, just as suddenly as it started, she went limp, her body completely still. I shook her gently but she didn’t wake up, I started screaming in her face, I ripped the gag from her mouth shaking her again but she remained still. I put my hand to her chest to feel for a heartbeat but it was still, even the rise and fall of her breathing had stopped. She was dead.

I don’t know how long I remained straddling her lifeless body but my phone buzzed online at eleven seventeen to say he’d come online again. He responded to my other account first with a ‘hey babes, what are you up to?’ I immediately messaged on my own account but was ignored so replied back on the other one, we talked back and forth for a little while until he asked me for nudes again. I instinctively took a new picture completely forgetting about April‘s body beneath me and her blood coating my arms. It wasn’t until he mentioned the ‘fake blood’ that I snapped back to the reality and jumped up from her body still tied to the trolley. I said I was doing some makeup tests and he seemed satisfied after I sent a few more pictures, after which he went offline again and I put down my phone.
I stared down at her body again as a flood of rage overwhelmed me, April had ruined everything, everything was in place, I had everything planned out, I was going to recreate the moment they got together to make him remember how special I am, how I made him feel, how she got his attention at the club that led to our unification, how none of those stupid bimbo’s could possibly compare to what I gave him. All those nights of passion proved how he needed us, she made him feel more pleasure than any other girl before, I know seeing as I was there for every single one, I know every sound, every moan, every move he made and none of them compared to when we were together, the passion, the heat, the ecstasy. Then it occurred to me, April was just a step, she was just a mirror image of myself, he fell in love with the fake me, he fell for her charms and her beauty even though she was inferior, I was the superior one, I was the true April, I was his REAL girlfriend.

My phone read seven forty-nine, the sun was almost gone as it lowered behind the houses in the distance. I looked at the photo I’d printed of April at the club, then back to myself in the mirror, I looked perfect, I was her, she was me, we were one and the same. I flicked April’s phone open, I’d changed her fingerprint scan to my own so I could have full access to it while I used it. She’d had no messages from him the entire day but looking back through their past conversations gave me an idea of what to say to get his attention, they’d both sent nude pictures of each other on a number of occasions which I treated myself to as I readied myself for the night, his perfectly sculpted body was soon to be mine in more than just my fantasies, I could finally become April, no, I finally was April.
I messaged him earlier to ask if I could stay at his for the night and to be ready for me as I had a surprise. His parents were in my garage and would need to be taken care of later, I couldn’t allow them to get in my way or forgive them for allowing another whore to touch my man, I know he’ll forgive me, he loves me, we’re together and that’s all that matters. I even checked online to see how long it would take to legally change my name to April, it’s so simple that I applied for the documents to be mailed to me. I also deleted my old social account and memorized all of April’s friends and family so they can get in touch with me once I return home and discover my parent’s disappearance. Everything was going to be perfect, he’ll be expecting me any minute now so I better say goodbye.

Love

April