How Do Jerks Say Goodnight? (Completed)

The Night I Stopped Checking Monsters Under My Bed

"Siri!!!" 

That familiar voice was my best friend's. 

Alex.

I still couldn't believe how she ran across the hallway filling the 10-meter distance between us. 

"You! How dare you ditch your friend on after-New-Year's-Eve party?!" squinting her eyes. "Have you heard the news about Bill, the jock? Oh, no you won't coz you're still stuck on your own world with that jerkisaurus", making air quotations with her fingers. "Tell me what's his name again?" asked Alex without hiding her irritation.

"Geez, Alex. Thanks." I snapped at her as we walked past the crowd to our next class.

"C'mon! That Jervis is a jerk. He just wanted to get into your pants. He found an easy prey and dated that pretentious goody goody Marie." She slammed the door behind us when we entered the lecture room and continued her sermon. "If another woman steals your man, there is no better revenge than letting her keep that bastard. Hah!"

"Remind me again when did you ever start to become this smart?" 

Alex was smart, yes, but she was being the overprotective and over-dramatic friend. It might look like she was the victim, not me.

Six hours of crying and heart-to-heart session last night was enough.

The day ended without him ever crossing my mind. Sleeping at night was a challenge though. I was done with my homework and was trying to get to sleep but my thoughts kept wandering off to that forbidden place --him. And God knew, this was seriously becoming a torture.

10:50pm

*Beep

Jervis:  Hi, Siri. Ssup! I missed talking to you.

That night I stared at my closet waiting for pointed teeth and razor sharp claws to slash my neck and end my pain. 

I waited for tiny squeak under my bed until a monster sprang up and chased after me. 

Little did I know that the monster had already been living outside my head.

That night the monster slowly made himself known and disguised himself as a man.

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Daddy-long-legs has a name! I thought his name is Jerk. I meant, Jervis. Jervis.

I got inspired by the anime series MONSTER (Is anyone watching it the same as I do?) so I used monster as a theme for this chapter.

Did you grow up as a child fearing the monsters under your bed or behind the closet?  I did. Whenever I woke up from sleep in the middle of the night, I covered myself with my blanket and shut my eyes until I got to sleep again.

Share your monster stories below and help me spread the jerkness of this story with your vote!

(I checked Mr. Google and jerkness is a word. aww I thought I used it first)

Thanks, guys.