Ch-1 Beginning Part 1
"Hey, you know what? What if I fuck your mom so she can have a better daughter?"
The guy standing before me with his goon friends is James Holland. This guy has been trying to get under my skin. Well, not trying because he's already under my skin. I'm just hiding that fact for personal reasons. But once I see an opening in his life, I'll make him crumble to the ground. But for now, I have to ignore him until that time comes.
"Fuck off James, I have no time to hear you rambling about fucking someone. And I doubt you can last more than a minute in sex you virgin" I said, making the people around us laugh.
James's face flashed crimson, obviously embarrassed. He turned his head to look around and saw the people were laughing.
"HAH! What makes you think I'm a virgin?" He grinned at me, putting up a smug look and trying to hide his embarrassment.
What an idiot, that only makes it more obvious that he is a loser who hasn't tasted what a pussy is like. And on another note, I already knew the fact that he was a virgin. I know everything about him… every. single. thing. about. him. James Holland is 21 years old, He is currently living with his mother, and his father left to buy milk when he was 16, what a pity. Ever since the start of the semester, he's been bugging me none stop because of the many rumors of me being a whore. How I cheated or how I stole other people's lovers, me having a sugar daddy etcetera… I mean, they're not completely wrong, I did sleep with a lot of men. But my reason is different from what they think.
My reason for sleeping with other people is revenge. It all started in middle school. I got bullied a lot by a too-protective bitch because his boyfriend wanted to study with me more than play with her. And so she assaulted me, to keep me away from him. Her logic is so dumb back then. I didn't know how to deal with them. But the good thing is that her boyfriend is so nice to me, and he apologizes for her ex-girlfriend's actions. I say ex because I stole him from her, right in front of her very eye.
And of course, she was angry at me for 'stealing' him from her. She even called me a whore for that, but eventually, I had to break up with her boyfriend because he was boring and I didn't even like him in the first place. It's funny how men easily fall for false love, I like it a lot… And that's pretty much how it all started. I seduced people's lovers to make out with me —boyfriends, girlfriends, their parents, no one is safe from me—and eventually, I would sleep with them take a picture or whatever, and spread it. I even send it directly to the person who wants to be in my bad side
And when I see them again they are either crying or angry, sometimes both. And when that happens I feel happy. I like the devastated look in their eyes every time. And for the record I've never cheated, I have no interest in having a relationship with a man… I think I'll never will, besides sex of course. For now, I've been waiting for this guy to get a girlfriend so I could sweep her away from him and take my revenge. But It's been months and this loser hasn't pulled some hoes his way… God, this man is so incompetent when it comes to women. I can't complete my goal if I have to wait for his slow ass.
"Hey, whore! Are you even listening to me?"
"Ugh, leave me alone James, I have more important things to do other than waste my time on you"
"Oh, like sleep with other people's partner!?"
That comment made the people around us start laughing once again. I hate these people, don't they have something better to do? What an annoying bunch
"Fuck off!"
I can't stand the annoyance of these people, It's so… sigh. I ignored them all and just turned around to leave. There is no point in standing here. but of course, James won't just let me go away without making another annoying joke one last time before I go
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"AARRGGHH, I really hate the smug look he makes!! Just you wait, James Holland!" I yelled at the top of my lungs.
I went to a mall to cool myself off and maybe for something else too. I asked someone to meet with me and currently waiting for him. Since I have some time before he arrives I'll just walk around, I might find something interesting.
While thinking to myself, I accidentally bumped into a lady by accident in which made her bag spill all her things on the floor. Ugh, what a bother! But of course, I'm going to help the lady. It was my fault for bumping into her. I'm not that bad of a person.
The lady that bumped into me gasped before saying "I am so sorry! I wasn't paying attention"
Sigh… I can already tell she's a bit too nice, I feel even more bad. "No, It's my fault you don't need to say sorry to me. Here let me help… you." As those words escaped my mouth, the lady and I made eye contact and, just wow...
Oh… My god… She is gorgeous. Her amber-like eyes. Her precious porcelain white skin. And beautiful rosy lips. She looks flawless in every aspect. She looks so perfect. I am dumbfounded that there is a woman in this world beautiful like her. She looks to be in her late… 20s. maybe? I'm so speechless
"Uh, miss?"
But my train of thought was derailed when a voice called out to me. I got startled a little. What just happened to me?
"Ah! um… Yes!?" I confusedly said
"Umm… not to sound rude but, can you let go of my bag now?" The lady asked politely.
"Huh? Oh! I'm so sorry I didn't mean to hold you" I said
I faced palm myself, internally. That's so embarrassing. I probably looked like an idiot standing in front of her. Seriously what just happened to me?
"It's okay, was there a problem?" The lady interrupted my thought once again
I forgot I was still in front of her
"No, nothing at all" I replied
"I see, good then, thank you for picking up my belongings, I shall get going, see you"
"You're welcome, see you too"
After that, we went our separate ways. That was a very strange encounter. What was I going to do again? Right, waiting for that "friend". And so, I proceeded to walk around again for a little bit. But I couldn't seem to get rid of that encounter with that lady off my head. Why is that?