June
If this wasn't a sign for me to just go ahead and end it all then I don't know what is.
Not only did I have a papers due at 12:00, but now there's a whore sitting in my living room.
Whatever pimp dropped her off needs to make a 180 and pick her the fuck up. I don't even bother greeting Sandra.
How did she get in? No clue. Was it Randun? Maybe. But then again, she has her own sneaky ways.
"No greeting?" Although my back was turned to her I could tell she had that ugly pout plastered on her face. Whoever told her that botox and lip injections would make her pretty lied to her face. She was average, and that's just me being nice.
"Get the fuck out of my house Sandra, I'm not doing this with you today." I warn.
She gets up and runs to me, draping her arms on my shoulder while her head lays on my chest.
She smells like roses and silicone implants.
"Baby, you know you want me here, stop faking it. Ya know when daddy told me you were ready to marry me I was like...OMG! He finally came to his senses. Now that I'm here you want to go back to playing hard to get. I don't like this side of you June. I miss the old you."
The old me was a dumbass, I fucked her once, and she's been holding that unpleasurable night as a reason why we should elope.
What she doesn't realize is that she was just a coping method for the another girl's lack of interest in me. Sandra was a temporary fling. I curse myself for even giving her the delusion to think she'd be permanent.
"I don't want you here, tell whoever let you in that they'll be dead when I find out who they are."
"You want to kill your own father June? Please don't be silly!" She laughed.
Of course it was him
"I'm going to give you 60 seconds to leave my house."
She finally gets off of me but doesn't make an effort to leave. Slowly, she circles my couch, and eyes the paintings on the wall.
"You know, I agree with daddy. At first the thought of uni was quite disgusting. Repulsive actually! But I guess he's right. The closer we are the better. We need to develop our relationship June. It's the only way our marriage will end up working. I refuse to take marriage counseling classes. Do you know how embarrassing that would be to tell my friends? What the press would say? I know you don't want me here but I need to be. Okay? Okay baby? For the sake of our future." She sighs.
I stopped following her once she said uni. From my assumptions, she was here merely to bother me.
But no, this was her announcement that she had enrolled into MY school to invade MY privacy and destroy MY life.
"We are never going to get married. I never loved you, and you should know that, I don't know what I did or said to let you believe that this would ever work out and you know what? I'm sorry. I'm sorry for feeding you lies. However, it would be in your best favor to get checked into some sort of insane asylum."
Without a second thought I push her out my door and slam it in front of her face.
That's enough of that.
"You'll regret this June! You will! I'll call my daddy and ruin everything you've ever known! I swear! And whatever bitch that keeps getting in our way I'll kill her! I'll blow her brains out and feed it to you!"
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