The Devil's Sweetheart

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The temperature in the room raised in a trice. ''You seems to be a lot closer to that nasty piece of shit than I imagined?'' Lisa's threatening voice and his bloodshot eyes raged like a beast. He has a reason to hate Birds of Paradise flowers now.

''Close or not close, don't rate him. He saved my life.'' Jennie argued. She will not let anyone degrade her savior, not even Lisa. ''You need to understand one thing. Without him, I wouldn't have been alive today.'

An ablaze of anger burned in his eyes when Jennie started backing Enger in front of him. Saved her life! That one thing had bound Lisa's mouth to utter a word against that man. He got up from the bed and wordlessly stormed out of the room.

''Lisa, wait!'' Jennie screamed, but neither he halted nor turned back at her. ''The temper of his!'' Jennie knocked on the headboard furiously, only to end up hurting her hand.

''Was it my fault? I am not going to follow you.'' Jennie climbed out of bed, stepped down the stairs, and made her way into the living room. She saw Lisa sitting on a couch, watching boring business news; at least for Jennie, they are boring. Carrot was sulking, throwing tantrums at Lisa by tearing her plush toys demanding him to put the dog's show channel, but he was sitting like a log, not bothered. Most likely, enjoying the pleasure of torturing Carrot.

''Carrot,'' Jennie called the pupper. An instant joy of satisfaction towered over Carrot, and she raced towards Jennie. Growling at Jennie, Carrot pointed her sharpened eyes at the TV and then at Lisa. It's clear that the Furry Carrot is not particularly happy with Lisa's behavior.

''Leave him, Carrot. You will watch them daily in the office, isn't it?'' Squatting to the pupper's height, Jennie tried to console Carrot, but the stubborn Carrot walked away from her, scowling. ''Fine, I will talk to him.''

Jennie glanced at Lisa. ''Change the channel to dog's show.''

Their eyes met for a split second, and Lisa instantly turned away from her. What now! Jennie had a headache dealing with the two. ''Carrot.'' Jennie sweetly smiled to coax her. ''Don't mind him. He is worse than a child. Let's go to the kitchen. I will give you something to eat.''

Food instantly brightened Carrot's mood, and she silently followed Jennie wagging her tail.

''She called me a child?'' Lisa muttered as he switched the channel while his eyes were constantly darting to the kitchen. He wanted to go, but the ego in him tied him down to the place. The thought of Jennie standing for that man was vexing Lisa.

Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Carrot was gobbling the peanut butter, her favorite food, which Jennie rarely gives because she is scared that it adds too much weight when consumed daily. ''The house looks dull when Lisa keeps mum, don't you feel it, Carrot?'' Carrot paused, shook her head in response to Jennie's question, and then resumed eating.

''But I feel so. Was I harsh on him?'' Jennie brooded over it as she opened the refrigerator and picked vegetables to prepare dinner. While searching for a knife, an idea snapped at her brain.

Jennie went out and stood in front of Lisa. ''I am not finding the knife.''

Eyes still on the television, he said. ''It must be in the drawer dock-''

''I am not finding the Knife. Come, and help me.'' Having said that, Jennie turned around and went back.

Lisa threw the remote on the glass table and calmly followed her. As he expected, the Knife was in the drawer dock, which was in plain eye's sight. Lisa then understood Jennie was deliberately working to anger him. With the work done, he was about to leave when Jennie called him again. ''I am not able to find the salt jar.''