Solji
I stared at myself in the mirror for awhile. Today is the day. The day that I became a slut.
I feel disgusted by myself, wearing this sexy black dress and my face were caked up with make up. I hate how I look right now. My lips were so bright in red and I had a smokey eyes.
A few moment passed, my phone rings. I glance at the caller ID. It's Yoon. I took the phone and declined the call.
Suddenly, my mother barged in my room. I abruptly tilted my head to her and flashed a fake smile, just a little.
"My daughter looks so pretty today."
She complimented with a smile on. I was practically rolled my eyes and stood up.
Pretty? I don't want to hear that mother effing word right now. It's disgusting.
"Let's go."
I muttered as I left her in my room. I am so not in mood as I stomped my feet descending the stairs.
"You look pre-"
"Don't you dare to continue that word."
I warned the maid, glaring at her as I went to the cupboard and took out a black wedges from it.
"Why can't she continue the word?"
I heard a female voice behind me so I turned around just to see my mom looking at me intensely. I smirked at her and wear the wedges before I walked in front of her. Basically, I was taller than her so she need to look up to me.
"Because I look like a slut wearing this dress. Better move now or I'll do something you'll regret."
I warned as I left her to the car. I can't take it anymore. This is the last time I'm tolerating with my mom. Next time? No!
A few minutes later, my mom get in the car, sitting beside me and order the driver to send us to the location. I kept quiet all the way to the hotel. I feel so uncomfortable right now. This dress is too short.
"Just for one day, Solji. You're free after that."
Free? I've heard that a lot in the past few years. But I'm still here, doing what you're ordering me to. I'm basically your doll.
30 minutes of journey, finally we've arrived. I was so nervous that my hands were sweating a lot as I hopped out from the car.
"Smile. Give them a good impression."
She said. I rolled my eyes and fake a little smile as we head to the hotel's dining section. Pft, I'm so hungry though.
"Oh, Mr Park!"
I heard my mom exclaimed as she waved her hand toward a family. She then dragged me there forcefully.
"Mrs Ahn. Have a seat first."
Said the man as we both sit. I was sitting in front of this boy with his black hair, smirking at me.
Bitch, what do you want?!
I cursed him inside my head and imagine that I'm chopping him into 6. God damn it.
