Shadow Play

09. Elizabeth

        

   
      I was inside a taxi going home;  I had left immediately after the little event in the men's restroom had occurred. The whole scenario wasn't actually what I had planned.

Yes, I had told him that I would kiss him, but I hadn't meant it. I was only teasing him, it was never my intention to kiss him in the first place.

I didn't know what came over me, I knew that I was slightly irritated that he had been ignoring me. I wanted to punch him for making me run around the courtroom like a mad Zulu woman.

When I saw him enter the men's restroom, I was overjoyed that I had finally gotten the chance to punch his face, but when I entered the restroom room, I kissed him.

Yes, I kissed him.

I sighed, looking out the window as we drove past the streets.
At least this would have the effect I wanted in him.

I smirked. He wouldn't be able to get that scenario out of his mind. And I would probably keep wondering why I suddenly backed out.

I got home, took a cold bath and started eating. Food was the only thing that could clear my mind and plan my next move.

I would take a break from my routine today, just for today even if it had just been two days since I started the routine.

My mind kept wandering to Eren. What if I had stayed longer, I was pretty sure we would have made out in the bathroom. His defences were shattered the moment our lips touched.

  I giggled to myself; the only thing left was to make him fall in love with me, and from the looks of things, it would be pretty simple.

I had dated so many men, and most importantly, I had made many men want to date me, and Eren would be no different.

I usually dragged them on for months and then left them hanging after getting their hopes up.

It was fun.

It was my obsession, the only thing that kept me busy other than having a job.

I went to one of the biggest malls in town an hour later; I had to get new clothes, a new phone and groceries. The place wasn't that crowded with people; it was meant for the rich, It wasn't any regular mall, and I had been shopping here since I was little.

I checked my bag to be sure that I didn't leave my credit cards at home. One was given to me by my mom, the other was from my dad.

I had been using this credit card since I was old enough to go shopping. I had also been feeling guilty a few times about being jobless. I wanted to get a job, but the problem was, I didn't know if I could handle it.

Yes, call me dependent! I was someone's child, for crying out loud!

I was well aware that I was spoilt, my mother never taught me how to cook. We had househelps who did all the work. The only thing I did was wake up in the morning, have breakfast, monkey around, go to parties with some of my friends and then go back to bed.

Don't ask me where my friends are right now.

Sally was the only friend who stuck with me and didn't judge me because of my lifestyle;  the rest of them disappeared from my life like I was a plague.

I suddenly felt downbeat. Honestly, I had no friends except for Sally and all my fake Instagram followers. It had been like that since high school.

Everyone avoided me like I was some kind of disease. They said I stank, and my hands were clammy.