CHAPTER 32

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Saint washed his face soon as he entered the washroom. He was taking his time all alone when suddenly..

"Look who's here! Are you enjoying my fiancee..slutty Saint?", Jennie's voice captured his attention. He lifted his head and looked through the mirror.

"What are you doing here? It's a men's room", Saint replied.

"Exactly, what are you doing here? This room's not for someone slutty, bitchy like you..", Jennie walked towards Saint. He tried his best holding his patience.

"Jennie, are you drunk?",

"Drunk? Me? I didn't even lift a glass on this yucky bar.. tsk, it's so cheap here", Jennie rolled her eyes.

"So, what are you doing here?",

"Isn't that obvious..", Jennie suddenly pushed Saint and he hit the mirror, he tumbled down that gave Jennie the easy access to pull his hair and pushed him in the basin of the lavatory. The basin is filled with water Saint's had used earlier. She continued to drown Saint, the water continued to spill. "You deserve to die! You deserve this bullcrap!", Jennie cursed as she continue her deed. "...because of a bitch like you, because of disgusting jerks like you, Zee didn't want to marry me..", Saint's trying to struggle but Jennie only took her grip deeper. Saint's breathing and drinking water enough for him to lose a lot. "...do you know how miserable it is! I love P'Zee since we were in highschool, I did my best to be beautiful, to be the best girl that any guy would like, I am perfect for him, just what the hell did he see to you to not even look at me.. just what tell me!! What!!", Jennie yelled, Saint's legs already giving up, due to that Jennie's hand slightly loosen up. With the strength left on, Saint kicked Jennie that made her yelped in pain. Saint slid down coughing catching his breath.

"You dare hit me, bitch!", Jennie rushed towards Saint and slapped him.

"You're crazy!!", Saint yelled back.

"Crazy!" Jennie laughed. "You're calling me crazy!!",

"Stop this, Jennie. This won't bring anything good on you", Saint added, pushing Jennie as she strangle him.

"Why would I? I'm enjoying it, Saint. I am!!!", Jennie laughed creepy enough for Saint's hair in his body to rise. "I love doing it, I'm surprisingly loving to see you die!",

"And if I die, you think Zee will like you, he won't. He'll just hate you even more!",

"I don't care! I want you dead.. ah, no.. I change my mind.. lemme see you struggle first before then let you die.. Zee likes you, will he still like you if you're as dirty as rag!!"

"You .. what are you...", Jennie stood up and walked towards the door. She opened it and two men came inside. Saint's too weak to stand and ran for his life.

"So, this is the guy...", one of the man came near Saint and touched his face.

"Don't touch me!", Saint slapped the man's hand but he only give him a creepy smile that Saint can't comprehend. "It would be a nice night for us, young boy.. your skin..argh! I can't wait to touch and eat them..", Saint's eyes suddenly was clouded, he immediately pushed the man and looked for whatever thing he could use, he saw his phone and tried to dial Zee's phone number but even he could do that, a handkerchief with a scent that he can't describe made him dizzy.

"You're such a sex addict..", Jennie looked at the man disgusted. "If you really wanna do it on him, don't do it here. Bring him somewhere no one would know..",

"Oh,that would be my pleasure, younglady.", Saint finally lost his consciousness. The man brought him out. The bar is too busy and noisy to notice them exiting through the back door. Jennie just watch them bringing Saint anywhere no one would know. She then took her leave but failed to notice Saint's phone on the floor.

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