Asmodeus- the God of LUST ✅

5. Wuthering Heights

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Y/N-

I feel someone holding my hair up, I remember I woke up Zhi by all the wrenching noise I've been making since I woke up. "Just leave it Zhi, I feel disgusted. I shouldn't have drank that much." I try to shift making her leave me but then I feel my stomach grumble and twist again.

"Stupid Pizza," I say before emptying all the contents in the bowl, feeling more disgusted by the way Zhi didn't leave my side. I reek of vomit. "Just leave Zhi, I'll shower and come out." I feel so light-headed and sobered up. Not letting my subconsciousness win was my biggest mistake. I shouldn't have eaten that Pizza in the first place knowing very well how my gut reacts whenever it has something that is not home-made.

Still feeling thankful to my friend, I smile washing my face. I wash my mouth with some mouth cleanser, the minty thing doing magic in removing any smell or toxicity of all the vomit from me. "Thank you, Zhi," I say grabbing the passed-on bottle and pills, she is just the sweetest. A mother figure to our group.

But as soon as I swallow the pills and drink half the contents of the bottle a male voice interrupts me. "You good?" the familiarity of this voice didn't go unnoticed by me. Why is he here? And how the fuck did he enter my room?

My head starts to buzz remembering the times the same voice tormenting me to the core. The same voice saying he hates me, the same voice which is calling my name with such care right now. 'No don't go there, he doesn't care for you.'

I shift my weight beside the counter of the wash basin, not facing him. "Wow... just fuck me already," I said tilting my head up, and praying to the lord before tilting it to the side and grabbing his silhouette in the mirror. 

"I will, don't worry about that. But not right now, I'd probably pass out with the filth covering me," he gags showing his discomfort in standing here. Sometimes I think he uses this technique of pissing me off to cover his real concern or what he truly is from the inside. But when he does these things, I can't help but feel hurt.

He truly hates me.

I open my weapons to shoot back, "Soon, I'll make sure you'll be gagging on your dick when I cut it off of you and feed it to you." I throw my words at him as I walk briskly past him not bothering to face him at all, with the bottle of water still in my hands.

"Y/N, you okay?" asks Zhi watching me all worked up with discomfort and a hint of sadness on my face, and suddenly she scowls watching him walk out of the bathroom with a smile on his face as he indulged in his phone. The bright screen radiated over his face.

She sighs, "I thought you wanted to help?" She questions the man as he shares a look with her before glancing in my direction. "Does her sickening make you feel good?" Mother Nature kicks in as she scolds him.

She has never scolded or taken sides in our banter but seeing her worked up on my behalf is making me feel things. Usually, she'd leave us in between our banter, leave us to shred each other in our animosity.