Praying mantis' madness

another day, same old story

It is June, a Friday in 2017 it's just morning and I already have a problem. More over I don't remember her name. She sighs and murmurs something while she sleeps, she turns around, and she puts an arm around me and leaves it there. my alarm's display says : 7.45am, I look at her she hasblack long hair that covers her face as a curtain that leaves space just to make her nose show, I never liked noses I mean I think sometimes an ugly nose can ruin a beautiful face, but this isn't the case. You seeing this story you'd say why complain? You just hadsex with a girl who seems to be really cute, and infact from this side I won't complain, also if all I know and remember isher hair and nose.

I'm here single and gay with a naked woman next to me. From what alcohol allows me to remember last night wasn't bad she was a normal girl with normal interests but the part that interested me the most is that she was looking for something serious, a date. This is when I decided she would have been my next heart broken victim, she will feed me and mostly my ugly heart. My parents always used to tell me that heart is where nice things stay, I think this rule or affirmation doesn't work for me, my heart slowly becamea hell for the ones who decided to step in. Poor girls they don't know that nice things as the heart can be transformed in the exactly opposite if wrong people step in and leave bad habits.

Anyways we were talking about this unknown girl I remember sex with her was nothing bad. With her show made by reverse eyes and a sweaty body. The situation was exposed as us. She wanted romantic sex and my gamewas involved if not she wouldn't have been so into me, I allowed her to be cute during and after sex with nice words.

She was falling in love but also in my trap game the proofs are:

a) She took my hand

b) She wanted eye contact, she asked it a lot with her eyes during sex

c) She asked me if she could have one of my shirts

d) She suggested to see me again

My game was working because instead she didn't:

a) Ran away in the morning

b) Didn't ignored me in the morning

c) Asked me if we could forget this

d) Said that she did not remember anything

Perfect. My perfect script to make this drama being, some minutes ago when I woke up I felt ok, or I must say I felt pleased. I was still able to flirt and get girls and I was still able to makea perfect stranger. Fall for me.In some words my obsession to hurt could have started. it was an amazing sensation for me. I wish I didn't have things to do I wish I could have stayed and watch her fall in my trap as an insect in a cobweb or as a praying mantis' male before to know that the female would have ate him for her needs. Paying attention at notwaking her up I removed her arms around me and I put it on the bed sheets, from this position I can see her dress and underwear on the floor, I see her bag and I remember I still don't know her name so I look up for her wallet and I bring in the kitchen to see her name and some private stuff.

women love when they think you have listened them also if you really didn't but you have been smarter, I put adress on and I got to the kitchen to make her some breakfast. I know what are you asking yourself my dear reader " this girl really does all this shit to prove pleasure on heart breaking some poor girl?" the answer is simply, you are not a feelings murder or love apsycho call it however you want. When I wake up I already see my best friend Dinah pointing a finger to me but I put my finger on my lips to say she doesn't have to yell, she whispers to ask me with her disgusted face "you did it again, didn't you? Camila this has to stop" I nod and I fake to be sad and I say I will try to change, a little bit like when people are sad but they don't want to talk about it so they just smile. Istill stoodin front of her and I drink a bit of coffee from her cup.

"is she still there?" Dinah whispers

"yea"

"the......girl.......Normani's friend?"

Normani is a girl with I went to school with, we never been together, she's always been an amazing girl.

"yea....that girl"

Dinah doesn't look surprised "Was at least sex good with her?" she asks I grins and I answer with a "noisy".

"I can assure you I heard that" I laugh at her last sentence and how could I forgot, today was Dinahs birthday.

"Happy birthday" I yell don't caring about the fact that the sleepy naked girl in my room could have heard me,

Dinah looks surprised "Do you remember that?" "

"of course I do goofball, I'll give you your gift tonight"

"you didn't buy it yet, am I right?"

"no shut up you just will have it tonight"

" Who will come?" I ask giving her back the cup

"You will see"

"extra single women?"

"Maybe"

"be more clear"

"wait and you will see asshole"

While we were talking I took from the unknown girl's wallet in my hand, she's 22 years old as me, her name is Caroline and she really looks beautiful in the document's pic and we all know how hard it is. She was born in NY, 27th November 1997. She's still sleeping so I try to wake her up "Caroline..." I say sitting in the bed "Caro..." I repeat touching her shoulder all she says is "mmmmh?" with her eyes still closed

" I made you breakfast" she tries to open her eyes but the light hitsthem "really? It's 8 am let me sleep please" I still had things to do so I said " baby c'mon or it will get cold andplus I have to go to work, I will leave you my number and you will call meeverytime you want, ok?" I usually gave them my number and you will call me everytime you want, ok?" I usually gave them my number because I knew once my plane was made and her heart was broken she would have deleted my number and she won't have called me anymore. She looks at me and she just say it is fine and that she'd have wake up, while I prepare myself to go to the studio I leave her my number on a hanky and I wish her a good day, I leave her in my house because I knew Dinah would have make her feel at home and make her leave when it was time. It was a good way to start the day.