Sabotage - Chapter 33

The next morning, Breanna drove to school and Robert and Serina went to the doctors office. Serina wore the thinner diapers again, even after a debate on what would be more embarrassing: a diaper leak, or someone noticing her thick diaper. She figured she could maintain the former by just checking her diaper between each class, and risked the leaks.

Robert did most of the talking to the doctor. He told her about the accidents, and once the doctor felt around Serina’s bladder, she asked her some questions directly.

“So, when it happens, do you notice it?”

“Uh, sometimes. Depends. I don’t feel the need, it just comes on.”

“But these are accidents, not just dribbling or leaking…” The doctor asked and pondered.

“Yeah, my friend Ally said it might be a weak pelvic floor or something?” Serina offered.

“Well, yes, that could be, but from my evaluation, your pelvic floor is quite strong. Maybe not 100%, but not in the shape of someone that should be experiencing incontinence at your level. Usually, incontinence is leaking, dribbling from the bladder with the occasional bigger accident from holding too long or a stress action like sneezing or working out. The way you explain it doesn’t make it sound like that’s the case.”

“So what do you think it is then?” Robert asked. The doctor paused for a second.

“I’m going to refer you to a psychiatrist. If you want we can do a urinalysis and have an x-ray done, but I’m leaning towards this all coming from up here,” the doctor pointed her pen to her head.

“What?” Serina asked, angrily. “Are you saying I’m crazy?”

“Serina,” Robert groaned.

“No, of course not dear. But in times of stress, sometimes our brain does weird things. Your dad explained there were some genuine accidents before the incontinence. That, combined with the stress it seems you’re experiencing...it’s possible your brain has created some sort of correlation between a stressful situation and relieving yourself.”

Serina didn’t know what to say. She just sat on the bed with her mouth open.

“Look, see the psychiatrist. I may be totally off base, but as far as I can see, you’re healthy.”

Robert and Serina left the doctors more confused than ever.

“I’ll set up that appointment with the psychiatrist when I get to work,” Robert said.

“Really?” Serina replied, annoyed.

“Yes, really. In the meantime, you need to manage your stress. You don’t make it easy on yourself sometimes with how you go at it with Breanna. Jess talked to her last night, said it went well. Let’s see if you can do the same.”

“What am I supposed to do when she’s calling me a diapered bitch?”

“Kill it there. Walk away or something. Just don’t continue to escalate, and don’t start anything either. Okay?”

Serina crossed her arms and left the question unanswered.

“Okay?” Robert asked again.

“Yes, fine!” Serina sneered. Finally, the car pulled up to the school.

“You have changes in your bag, right?” Robert asked.

“Yes, Dad.”

“You sure you’ll be okay in the thin ones?”

“Oh my god, goodbye!” Serina left the car and shut the door. Robert rolled down the window.

“Love you!” He called out. Serina paused.

“Love you too!” she replied, unenthusiastically. Finally, Robert drove off.

“That was cute,” a voice came from the school doorway. Serina looked to see Tyler there, reading a book.

“Yeah yeah, what’re you up to? On a spare?” She asked him.

“Yeah, catching up on the English reading.”

“Nice…” Serina thought back to Breanna’s reaction to her prying about their date sunday.

“So, Breanna told me you guys met up?”

Tyler closed his book and became visibly uncomfortable.

“Uh, yeah, we...met.”

“She told me,” Serina asked, not sure what to expect in return.

“She told you?” He asked, looking relieved.

“Yep,” Serina replied, not really sure what she had been told but playing coy.

“Oh thank god. I didn’t think she was going to do it. Good. That was the right thing to do, I couldn’t believe it when she told me.”

“Yeah I couldn’t believe it either,” Serina’s heart was racing, she needed to know.

“I mean I haven’t seen her today, you didn’t kill her after she told you, did you?” Tyler continued, obliviously.

“I was tempted…”

“Wow. Well I hope it gets better, she’s clearing the tracks now?”

“Yeah, yeah...the tracks...she’s, clearing…” Serina was thinking hard, trying to navigate the seeds Tyler was giving her.

“Are they working? Sometimes they don’t manage to clear. Something to do with the specific hypnotist and all. Like, the same hypnotist that put in the trigger needs to be the one to--”

Serina jumped into Tyler’s face and yelled. “Hypnotist?!”

Tyler jumped to his feet and looked around for potential onlookers. “Yeah, the hypnosis track is recorded by a hypnotist and sometimes you need-”

“Tyler, what did Breanna tell you?” Serina said, now looking for the direct truth.

“Oh shit, she didn’t tell you, did she?”

“Tyler!”

“Fuck.”

“I swear to god.”

“I think I’ve said too much already Rina, it’s not really my place-”

“You are going to tell me everything you know right this second or I swear to god I will tell this whole fucking school about the time I made you cum in your pants just by sitting on your lap.”

“Hey that’s not fair, I was high!”

“Now, Tyler.”

Tyler looked around and finally gave.

“Fine. But you didn’t hear this from me, okay? In fact, you didn’t hear this from anyone because I’m pretty sure she only told me.”

“Fine, just spit it out. Something about a hypnotist?” Serina asked.

“Yeah, so...fuck, this is so fucked up. Basically, Breanna has been hijacking your speaker at night and switching out your sleepytime talks for hypnosis tracks.”

“And these tracks make me...make me…” Serina backed away from Tyler in realization.

“They make you wet or mess yourself on command. It’s so fucked up, I’m so sorry Serina.”

Serina’s head was spinning, her heart was pounding so hard she could feel it in her ears.

“What about yesterday, I had accidents without her there?” She asked, desperate.

“Yeah, that’s the last one. The most fucked up in my opinion. Complete incontinence.”

Serina nearly fell over, and Tyler grabbed her arm to stabilize her.

“Whoa whoa, are you gonna be okay?” Tyler asked. Serina started seeing red.

“This bitch is fucking dead.”