Dollhouse

chapter eleven

*a few minutes later*

Jiha POV :
I scoffed. "..could you play a song?"
Jackson : "no"
Jiha : "why?"
Jackson : "I have a headache."
Jiha : "but song is relaxing."
Jackson : "not in the mood."
Jiha : "well I am!"
Jackson : "that's none of my business."
Jiha : "no it's not! Yes it's your car and I'm asking to to play music like a normal person."
Jackson : "and I say I'm not in the mood like every normal person!"
Jiha : "You're such a doochbag! You say you have no intention of arguing but you always start it"
Jackson : "you cause it."
Jiha : "yeah sure" I replied in sarcastic tone.
Jackson : "try to be less annoying jiha"
Jiha : "that's your problem not me."
Jackson : "oh yeah? Then when everyone says you're so reckless and troublemaker is their problem too not you!?" With what Jackson said a clear anger shaped in my eyes. I tried to control myself but i lost my temper in the end, again. "Watch your tone, wang!! They're my family and friends but you have no right to comment on me, you jerk ice man! You DON'T know me but in a shitty way you always act like a jerk"
Jackson : "I act like a jerk?!"
Jiha : "yes wang! You act like a REAL jerk!!! Anyone else ethat sees you from outside says 'wow how handsome and gentleman and blah blah blah but if they know you they find out what a trash you are!!"
Jackson also lost his temper with those words however this time he was really angry not just annoyed. He suddenly pulled over and glared at me. "You don't know me too jiha Jones still call me a jerk!?!!" He shouted.
Jiha : "that's what I see! What you proved to me from the first..a DAMNED JERK!!"
Jackson : "..." His expression darkened and his eyes were clearly warning me. He's going to do something again...but what? Maybe..."Get off" he said in angry yet calm tone.
Jiha : "what?"
Jackson : "GET OUT"
Jiha : "huh? You_"
Jackson : "I said get the hell out of my car you annoying spoiled bitch!!"
Jiha : "spoiled? Bitch? So now I'm a bitch, you're so so_" he cut me off again. "Didn't you hear me?! Get out of my car jiha Jones! NOW or I get you off myself."
Jiha : "excuse me!!?? Shout be scared and begging now? Sure I get the hell out of this car, prick ice. " I got out of his car and slammed the door, he started driving again and got so far so soon. I wasn't happy of being in the middle of the road in a place out of city that I don't even know where is it and all alone but my pride and arrogance didn't let me to stay in that car. "God!!!...Should've you lose your temper just now? Here's the result. But still who does he think he is to talk to me that way?! So jerk, JEEEEERK."
I looked around. "What should I do now?"
"No car"
_you're also wearing a formal dress..
With high heels...
And the weather is cold.
"Great!" I let out a Huff. "At least I have my phone...but what the hell am I supposed to do with it??! I can't neither call a taxi nor call someone to pick me up, specially at this hour..."
_shall we walk to reach home?
"Nooo my feet will break if I walk such a long way with these high heels."
_take them off then, genius.
"Right.." I took my high heels off and held them in my hands. "Seriously don't you have a better idea?"
_I have no idea you can't do anything right now!
"But if i go all the way with bare feet...wait if I get hurt Later he'll be the responsible of it, not my problem anymore."
_should I remind you that you got out of the car yourself?
"Shut up!" I sighed. "Okay, here we go."

*an hour later*

Ugh! Finally I'm home...ouch my feet.
I opened the door while I was nagging..well what's wrong with nagging?
"If he's home then he should pray for staying alive." I went towards his room but he wasn't there, I looked the whole apartment and yep, he wasn't home.
Why should I lie? I was ready to jump in on his head and attack him..yeah sounds too dramatic but we'll he's not here....
"Wait! No way!...what if he throw me out of his car and left me there to go see that girl....bastard! I had nothing to do with your personal relationship, Wang but you make my bad side show up, whoever that girl is still has no right to disrespect me!!" Talking to myself? Well yes I used to do that a lot. It's helpful.
"Wait...that's it!" A devilish smile appeared on my lips.
_what's your plan again?
"Just a little mess"
_disrespecting to you is disrespecting to me so...
"Let's go"
After i was done with making that Little mess of mine I went to my room and took a shower...my heart was aching and i was exhausted...
"What's with me? I wasn't this fragile....why my heart is aching at all?"
_your upset and angry
"I'm not upset."
_you are, you can't deny it. I'm you
"Okay fine I'm upset because I can't figure out why the hell is he behaving this way!"
I sighed and got out of the bathroom, I wore my pajamas and went to bed.
_you didn't take your pills, you didn't take them last week too.
I scoffed.
_What? That's important! plus, your heart is aching.
"Fine fine I'll take them." I got up from bed and grabbed my pills box from nightstand, I took necessary ones and went back to bed. "Happy now?"
_yep
"Now go away, I wanna sleep." I stretched myself a bit and went under covers.
_My feet are super tired, of course! They walked eight god damned miles for god's sake!