The hate that binds us

The yellow dude

{A woman is unstoppable after she realises she deserves better}

"Bianca, get your ass up we're going shopping!" I heard Lydia say as she opened my blinds letting the sunshine through, I groaned and placed the sheets over my face, "B, get up," she pulled the sheets off of me, "Damn, nice underwear," she said and I opened my eyes slightly looking down, I saw that I was only wearing my white lacy underwear and an oversized top.

"Get. The. Fuck. Up" she gritted "Has anyone ever told you what a pain you are?" I asked getting up, "Yup, now get ready, I need new clothes," she whined "You just bought new ones 4 weeks ago"

"I need more," like mother like daughter, her mother Penelope, her and her husband Haydon, my parent's friends, had a child a year after I was born and we stayed friends since this very day, we are somewhat like cousins, we spend most of the time together, she is studying at a university just 3 hours away.

She's majoring in fashion, I wished to go to college but I can't since I'm the heir and I need to train 24/7, not that I love it, but I have to become as great as a leader as my father, and even more so since I'm a woman, I swear to the gods above that women have it harder then man and they are the ones who complain a lot.

Men are a bunch of pussies.

I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around myself before walking out, I saw Lydia on my bed going through my phone, she always does this, I walked into my walk-in and looked through my clothes,  I decided on jeans and a blue sweater, I put my hair in a low messy bun and white vans.

I wore some jewellery and walked out, "Come on," Lydia dragged me out of the room once she saw me getting out of the walk-in, she had already grabbed my things, "Lydia, It's still 8 in the morning on a Saturday," I whined, "Oh, stop it," she hushed, "Bye, Mama B, going shopping" she yelled as we made our way to the front door.

We walked to my jeep and I went to the driver side and she went to the passenger side, I roared the engine to life and drove out of the driveway and onto the road, "Let's go Starbucks first," she said taking selfies, I nodded and made a u-turn, "How was the party?" she asked "It was great at first, but then I saw the face of the devil, and he cock-blocked me and we fought, a little fight... Sadly"

"Oh... Dimitri was there," she said in a tone with a smirk on her face, "Why'd you say it like that?" I asked not taking my eyes off the road, "I'm just saying, he's hot, like really hot," I scrunched up my noes in discussed "Oh, come on, Bianca, you have to admit he is kinda hot," she said looking at me, "Nope,"

"Well, I sure think so, and the things I would let that walking sex machine do to me are so, so sinful, God himself would be aroused," she said thinking about the things as she breathed a moan, "Alright, enough, I don't need to know, and don't you have a boyfriend?" I asked, "Broke up," she simply said.

"Why?" I asked, and that just started a whole conversation about her break-up, I regretted asking.