Temptress

30|Frustrated

*TW: Brief description of attempted SA*

Sereia's POV

Hana awkwardly watched me as I peed in the cup.

"How long do we have to keep doing this?" I asked her when I was done.

"Who knows?" she asked as she took it from me and I sorted myself out. "Maybe 6 months. Maybe forever."

"You're really sweet, but I do not want you to watch me pee forever," I joked as I washed my hands.

"Well, you probably shouldn't have taken drugs," she suggested.

"Great advice," I answered and she smiled.

"We should go out for drinks sometime," she suggested. "Non-alcoholic of course."

"I'm not an alcoholic," I made clear.

"I know, but I don't want to be the reason you become one."

I rolled my eyes with a smile. "Whatever Hana, we can go."

"Great, I'll tell you when," she said before walking out.

I yawned as I dried my hands.

Last night I went out on a date with Blake.

Surprisingly, he took me to a restaurant with food I enjoyed.

However, that was the only aspect of the date I enjoyed.

After the restaurant, he tried to force himself on me.

It was horrible. He grabbed my hands and tried to lift my dress while he forcefully kissed me.

I slapped him of course and told him to never speak to me again.

The bathroom door swung open and Olivia rushed in.

Provoking her all week as I reminded her who Violet was made me happy.

She would get paranoid every second and complain to Elliot.

"Hi Olivia," I forced an innocent smile.

She forced a smile too. "Hey, Sereia. Cute outfit."

"Thanks, violet is my favourite colour," I said and her smile instantly dropped.

"What did you just say to me?"

"Violet as in the colour of my outfit," I explained with an innocent look. "It's my favourite colour."

"Oh, right. It is a cute colour," she said as guilt was plastered all over her face. "I thought you meant someone I knew."

"Who?" I asked and she shook her head.

"It's nothing. She was a nobody. A piece of trash that got discarded."

Anger coursed through my veins as I heard her talk about my sister like that.

I forced a painful smile so that I didn't reveal my rage to her. "Well, I'll see you around."

She remained silent as she continued to wash her hands.

I walked out and began walking to my office.

The anger in me is outrageous.

It looks like I didn't torment her enough. I have to do more.

I needed to torture her until she truthfully admitted that my sister was a somebody and not a nobody.

My deep thoughts made me lose focus and I hit something.

I sighed knowing exactly what I walked into.

I crashed into him again.

"Sorry," I muttered as I slowly looked up at him.