Dollhouse

chapter eighteen

Jiha POV :

By five minutes I arrived at home. I got changed and then went to the kitchen, picking up a glass and pouring some chocolate milk inside it.
_seriously!? Chocolate milk? At least a wine or whisky. Anything that people drink while being sad.
"I want to drink chocolate milk so do I. "
_i mean_
"Don't you remember the last time?"
_okay okay, I better go.

I walk out of kitchen and go sit in the living room.
"Who the hell he thinks he is?! Makes me look like an diot, throws me out of his car, acts cold towards me and then he acts like a good boy in front of my mom. I wish I could just kill him... Ugh!"

After I finished my chocolate milk I went to my bedroom and lay down. This time I wasn't feeling only angry but also humiliated and being dumb....and I even was..sad? Yes I was.
"Why? Why would he behave like this? God..."

And I kept thinking and thinking until I fell asleep.

Jackson POV :

"Where did she come from all of sudden? How did she even find here? God I swear she's something.."
I looked at my watch and sighed. It was 11pm already. "Right the party..so that's why she was so angry ,cause I didn't show up." I rub my temples. "Damn..i forgot"
_you know it wasn't a good action of you, right?
"Right." I sighed and went to the bathroom to take a shower because of Mrs. Trouble maker.
I undressed and switched the tap, water started to run all over my body. I feel my muscles relaxing and losing the anger and tension from earlier.
"I never was like this... No one ever had called me asshole or jerk but this girl..i
She's so saucy and feisty."
I sigh and wipe the water away from my face and move my hairs up. "I wish I could just get divorce but as long as she's my wife, anything that happens to her is my responsibility and it means trouble."

*tomorrow morning*

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