Unheavenly Creatures

-8-

I'm not allowed to watch this date, but I'm not as upset as my silent scowl made me out to be. I don't want to watch her kiss him. Or so I thought.

I miss her.

The thought of her hair brushing his shoulder makes me angry. I try to stop imagining but I can't. Her perfect lips on his makes me growl. I imagine their eyes meeting after they kiss and her smiling shyly like does sometimes when I'm sweet. I need to see. I need to make sure he's not taking my favorite moments.

I yank my hair. She wouldn't do that to me. She doesn't even want to kiss him. She wouldn't give him things that belong to us. This is making me crazy! I flip my bed. I think of her cupping his cheek with her forehead pressed against his. I grab my computer chair and swing it into the wall. It smashes and it feels good. I do it again.

Why did I come up with this mission?

Rika.

Why can't i just see what the fuck is going on?

Rika.

Why is my life a game to her?

The noise must've attracted her. She walks proudly into my room. "My, what a tantrum."

I stop smashing to look at her golden curls, her green eyes. I pant holding the piece of broken chair. I look down. "Excuse me, my Savior."

"Clean it up Saeran. The date is over. Your little whore sealed the deal. Three days and your nasty, traitorous brother is ours."

I blink. Ours? I finally get to have my revenge and she's going to take that too? She smiles. Does she think I'm in shock that it's finally happening and not her words?

"Three more days and we get our revenge." She coos happily and leaves me still shocked.

We?

She is not part of this. My brother did no wrong by her. This is my revenge. My pain. My brother. She already has so much, my girl, my happiness, my life! She will not get this too.