Jealous {Ongoing}

(part 22) The date 2

Unedited: please forgive me if u see any mistake

After applying my mascara and spraying my favorite perfume, I hopped my way downstairs to Jason room to inform him about Dasmen coming over.

At first this is how I wanted to shove it in his face; Hey you good for nothing douche bag my long and awaited prince charming is coming to get me from this suffocating dungeon, that you and all the excuses of sluts have put me through. I will go far away from here and you won't see me again, then I will confess my undying love for Dasmen, while we get married.

But I decided against it

I know crazy much. But don't judge me, my head is like a hurricane, I have wild thoughts, that I myself wonders what goes on in my head.

Moving on, I knocked on his door no response, I knocked again still no response, I was getting impatient.

Just walk away this idiot isn't going to answer you anyways

I know but I don't want him to embarrass Dasmen because the love sick Emily didn't tell him that one of the person he despices the most is going to show up at his apartment.

Who cares? This guy is a maniac and we both know-- wait don't tell me you are afraid of him.

What, me afraid? pfft he should be the one afraid of me.

Now you sound afraid. You hypocrite

You do know that if I am an hypocrite then we both are because as far as I remember we both are the same people!

Go to hell you dimwit.

My inner self yelled back, you see sometimes I just wish my inner self could come out so we could do a physical fight. I intend on jumping on its back and beating it to a pulp so it could leave my fucking head alone.

"Earth to Emily" Jason said snapping his fingers in my face, completely pulling me out of my fight with my inner self

It took me a while to notice him. I blinked twice "oh yeah, Jason i--" my words were brought to a halt when I noticed a girl standing with Jason, it was then I realized he was shirtless and the girl was clinging to him like he was going to run away

She had black eyes with short brown curly hair, she was batting hey eyelashes like a damned freak wearing a light transparent top with a very short skirt that was barely covering her panties. I mean what's the point of wearing those clothes. Why can't she just go naked. I didn't like her at all, fake bitch

I sneered looking at the slut "hey" The slutty girl said.

Ha was she talking to me? I looked back to see who she was talking to and to all assumptions it was me! "And who are you?" I snapped at her

"I'm Jason's friend, Clara" she squealed with those stupid high pitched voice that made me want to cut out her throat

"And you are in his room? Dressed like that? Why don't you just go naked" I voiced out my opinion "and why are you clinging to him like he's going to leave you? Are you afraid that he might throw you out of his life like he normally does to all the girls?"

ok I think I went to far on that.

"Emily what do you want?" Jason asks, I completely forgot why I came here

"Well I will like to discuss it in private" I said looking over at the slut

"But whyy?" She whined in my ear

I swear I could ear her stupid voice as if someone put microphone on my two ears  "could you just stop talking, your voice is so irritating I can't stand it!" I yelled