Not a monster

Ch.29

Roseanne Park

I had to stay locked in my room for a long time to keep from punching Lalisa in the face. I cried a little. I admit it. I'm woman enough to admit when I cry. And I cried. For a woman.

That's RIDICULOUS.

Wasting my precious tears on someone who doesn't deserve it. It's okay, she deserves a little bit.

But just a little bit.

I just understand your need to hurt me out of nowhere. Everything was fine, our relationship was flowing, sexually, emotionally, physically, everything that has a mind.

However, she made sure to ruin everything good that was flowing between us by adding this woman into the mix.

How can someone be such close friends with another person overnight?

It is practically physically proven that a friendship between women in college will always have a romantic interest on both sides or at least one of them. I'm not that stupid. Possibly, the interest aroused between them and she didn't think twice about deepening things.

Taking advantage of everything I taught him about sex and women.

How I hate it, my God.

How could I be so stupid, immature and let her fill me with illusions like that?

I took a deep breath and flipped through the TV channels, which quickly ran out. They were all stupid and had nothing important enough to hold my attention. There wasn't a single channel that was worth watching. I don't even know why I still have this shit. Nothing good comes on when I need it.

— HELL! — I threw the remote at the wall with all my strength, trying to vent my anger and got under the covers. I covered my head and body completely, not letting it out, and buried my face in the pillow, letting out an agonized scream.

A few minutes passed and knocks on the door echoed through the room. I remained in the same position. I didn't want to answer anyone, much less listen to Kina lecturing me.

Since now, she always sides with Lisa regardless of the situation and whether she is really right. She always finds a way and makes me the villain of the story and Lisa the enchanted princess who needs to be saved.

But whether you like it or not, I did it.

I turned her into a perfect woman. And I would be a fool if I pretended that she didn't affect me.

More knocks. This time louder and more frantic.

I tried to remain silent and pretend to be asleep, but the door seemed to be being pushed hard, straining the bolts.

— WHAT IS SHIT? — I screamed muffledly, but I didn't get up. And I didn't intend to. However, as everything in this life isn't as we wish...

The punches continued and I got up without thinking twice and threw it away, coming face to face with the person I didn't want to see at that moment.

That's right ladies and gentlemen.

Lalisa Manoban.

I was ready to yell at her and take out all my anger by marking her face with my huge, delicate nails. However, her body crashed into mine with force and I had to hold on to her to keep from falling backwards. Her arms hugged my body tightly, as if she didn't want to let go. As if she needed that to survive and breathe. She held me close to her, forcing me to listen to her heart beating erratically.

I blinked a few times and tried to push her away. However, as always, my strength was practically nil compared to hers and I could only let my arms fall to my sides, not returning her caresses.