Made for me🖤

Part thirty

Monae's POV

It was night by the time I finally got home and as I ascended the stairs, my body and feet hurt and my head felt like it was spinning as if I'm drunk from consuming a lot of alcohol but I swear, I didn't touch any when we went out to the restaurant or the club afterwards.

Initially, I thought it was just Rex and I who were going out but after arriving at the restaurant, someone else did, Imo.

I was ready to blast her for being such a bad sissy but all my anger dissolved when I saw her tears face and puffy eyes. She had been crying and when I asked her, she said something about the love of his life rejecting her over and over again. I figured it was Junior since they're going to get married.

Just like always, I comforted her, advising her not to give up in her love and all that shit. Yeah, I was advising her when I couldn't even detect the person I've fallen for is just a playboy. So pathetic of me, ikr!

We dined and they wined, it was fun actually. It was like we were back to being our old selves once again but I knew it was going to last, I had to go back home to that jerk and I wasn't ready either so when they proposed we go clubbing, I immediately jumped to it with glee.

I ended up rubbing shoulders with drunk ass people. It wasn't just the reek of alcohol in the room that made me regret my decision of going with them, the pungent smell of different kinds of cigarettes coupled with shisha and sweet made me want to gag, it took everything in me not to and after an hour or two of being there, I decided it was time I left before I passed out from the nauseating feeling I was having.

That's how come I ended up reeking if alcohol when I didn't even touch a glass, no scratch not, not even a bottle top of it. I badly want to get into my room, take a hot shower and hop into bed but naked, fuck the cold night weather, imma sleep nude. I will make sure to lock the door so no one walks in on me, especially not that perv since he's fond of coming into mine when I'm asleep to satisfy some crazy fantasies of his.

On the bright side, I wouldn't need to wake up early for lectures, I'm on holidays after all those tests I had written else I'll be needing a cup of coffee to awaken me because I'm sure I'll be waking up very late and that coffee might burn me again.

Coffee and burnt. The events of this morning immediately comes to thoughts and the pain in my heart that I've managed all through out today to forget and not pay attention to resurrects itself.

God please rid me of this pain, it's too much. Tears start falling but I wipe them from my face furiously. He doesn't deserve my tears! He doesn't deserve me to cry over him for what he did, he's a playboy and playboys get karma not tears.

All of a sudden and all because I thought of him, the happy mood I came back in vanishes and I'm mad. I angrily walk towards my door and open it then slammed it real hard. The noise that came with it was music to my ears, Michy's room is directly across mine and I hope the noise wakes him up from his sleep, why should he sleep when I'm in this state, huh? He caused it.

"Where did you go?!"

"Wtf!" I screamed, placing my hand on my chest in fright and surprise as I turned around with my chest heaving. This idiot! Why does he have to scare the hell out of me?

I didn't bother darting my eyes around the room to search for who it was, I know that voice too damn well.

After recovering from my initial shock, I rolled my eyes in annoyance and walked to the closet without answering his question. I passed by him sitting on the couch yet in the gross darkness I could see the features of his face contorted in fury as the light from outside illuminated on his face. I smirked in glee, he should have a taste of what I'm feeling like.