"I hate you." My voice cracks as I tell him.
His feet stop at the door.
I clutch the bedsheet tightly around my chest as he turns around with an emotionless face.
"Then there will be a lot of hate fucking between us." A smirk curve his lips as his g...
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"YOU DID WHAT?" Ana screams, after I tell her how I spent my Seven Nights with Mr. Black.
"Why on the earth did you agree to his sadistic terms?" She strides in her room angrily, not believing me.
"Because I didn't think he would actually do something like that." My voice barely audible, filled with shame and regret.
"Girl! you should have run the moment he licked your tears and told you to strip." Ana yells at me and I sit there on her bed, taking her scoldings.
"Yeah, but he was so nice to me back then, and I thought he was just mad at me at the moment, and maybe we could resolve our issues.. I didn't realize he was that serious and unstable-" I stop myself, before revealing his psychotic disorder.
It's something Dakota trusted me with and I won't act like a bitch by gossiping about it.
"Emara!" Ana sits beside me with a serious look in her eyes.
"Men are plain like grass. They speak what they want. If he said he just wants sex, trust me, nothing in the world can change his mind for a loving relationship. Not even Angelina Jolie or Megan Fox."
I feel the grip of her fingers on mine as she tells me, "It was stupid of you to stay with him thinking that maybe he will change tomorrow, or the next day. Nope. No girl can change a man! Get this in your mind!"
Her voice bluntly cuts through the air like a sword, slicing through all my romantic fantasies.
"Only he can change himself. So, stop being like those silly I-can-fix-him girls, and waste your time on such narcissistic men. Be a woman and choose your self-respect over any dick."
"You are right, Ana." I sob while telling her, "I tried to help him, understand what he was going through, but in the end he still treated me like a slut."
"Emara.. If a guy likes you, he will do anything for you, without even asking." She speaks gravely, holding my hands.
"Remember, a man in love can move mountains. He will work on himself, gather his shit, change his behaviour and will chase you to the ends of the earth if he truly wants you."
Tears well up in my eyes, as I recall if anyone has really put any efforts for me, other than stripping my clothes.
No one.
"So stop running after these worthless dicks. The right one will come himself and prove to you why he is worth it. Just focus on yourself, and don't vent up your emotions, and definitely don't chop off your hair this time."
Ana scolds me like a caring mother and I hug her, feeling overwhelmed with emotions. I starved for this feeling of being pampered and loved.
"What sick bastard could think of doing this to a girl! You are an idiot too!" She hits my head and I hug her even tighter.
