A cliché plot and a little(?) embarrassing grammar and writing.
17 when I wrote this, and am embarrassed even to read it myself. So, please confine yourself from commenting the obvious; if you're going to continue that is.
As I promised myself, not...
From what I felt, it was choti who entered my room. As annoying as she is she would've definitely taken shower in mine instead of her room. Making screeching noises, annoying me and disturbing my sleep. The ultimate goal of her life.
Then she turned on the TV. Like why don't you let your poor sister off the hook for some time? Like I'm not having enough strength to take revenge. Let me sleep.
But she wasn't having enough so I started beating her chest. I don't know with what strength I'm hinting her but I'm determined to beat her.
Somehow her chest felt very hard and flat? I know that she is flat but not that flat...disadvantages of being tall and thin I guess...
I was continuing to beat her while someone screamed with the top of their lungs. I jerked up from bed opening my eyes.
How was there a man in my room? Because of being still half asleep, my vision was blurry but soon I got it clear by rubbing it for some time.
"What are you doing here Aakanksha?" That tall guy asked.
"Wasn't that supposed to be my question? What are you doing in my room?"
"It's my room."
"It's my room Joonie. It's room no. 69."
"Uhhh....it's my room. My room no. is 69." He argued back.
"It's mine Joonie. " I said calmly.
"No...
Before he could argue back I interrupted
"Let's check at the reception then. It's no use to argue back and forth." With that I grabbed his hand and started to make our way out of the room.
"But...
"But what?"
"Are you sure you want to go looking like that?" He said embarrassed.
I didn't notice what he meant but when I looked myself in the mirror I knew what he meant.
My night gown that was above my knee and the thin strap that was hanging on the left shoulder, clearly exposing my mole at the chest.
Without a second thought I rushed into the bathroom. I felt flustered. He saw me like that. I felt blood rushing through my cheeks.
For him it may be was nothing, he wasn't even attracted because of his gf or wife. I know he'll be loyal. Then why am I getting this feeling.
Because it was my first time being like that in front of any man in this whole universe. But it shouldn't bother me because he's taken. Heck it shouldn't bother me...it should bother me because it's definitely an assault entering into anyone's room like that be it girl or boy.
But the thing here is that he isn't ready to accept that it's my room. Maybe it wasn't his mistake after all. I should let it go.
But I ain't no Saint either. I should make sure that he taste the flavor of his own medicine.
I fixed my clothing, came out of the bathroom, took the jacket lying on the chair and dragged him out of the room with me holding his hand.
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*cough*
What do you expect next?
I'm excited...
Ly💙💙💙
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