Wendy

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"But you know what, you're lucky we are in contracts, you're lucky I want my career or I'd be out of here. And I'd be pressing charges." I angrily put on pjs and storm out to Yeri's room. I turn around to yell at her.
        "I won't put up with this bull for much longer." She shakes her finger lighting a cigarette as she walks to me. She whispers in my ear, breathing out smoke,
       "Oh, but you will."
~two days later~
Another few nights of stares, this time I throw my towel at her.
       "Go take a shower yourself." She laughs.
       "I already did." She says walking up to me as I put on my pants. She leans in to whisper in my ear again.
      "Couldn't miss the view could I?" This time, I slap her. She rubs her cheek, then slaps me back, using the back of her hand, like it's punishment. She grabs a piece of my hair, touching it softly.
       "It feels better when it's clean." She turns around letting it fall to my shoulder and heads to the bathroom. "I'll get us some ice and aloe." She comes out of the bathroom with aloe and ice, my cheek still hurts from the slap, I remember she was wearing rings, which probably left deeper marks than just redness. She sits on my bed, I flinch a little still scared. No matter how tough I seemed, she had so much power over me. She had made me the idol I was, trained me and fought for my place in the group. But look where that put me. She slowly rubs aloe on my cheek staring lovingly at it. I avoid eye contact. The ice surprises me, it's so cold with the aloe, like chewing gum then drinking ice water. She turns her cheek to me.
       "Fix mine." I shake my head, she grabs my chin and pulls it toward her. I sniff, a tear falls. She wipes it away.
        "Aw, I thought maybe you had gotten tougher, I mean you had the strength to slap me. But your just the same, cute weak girl." She kisses my forehead. "Now fix it." She says pointing to her cheek. I shake as I rub the aloe into her face, she holds my arm steady. I manage to not drop the ice as I rub on her cheek

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