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My Bastard Ex

[From the novel: Jason is talking] "Choose any of them..." - I bend the corners of my mouth in a mischievous smile, showing my new friend the room full of women jumping in the air to the rhythm of the music, showing their smooth legs when their skimpy clothes rise and leading me to pass my tongue between my lips, while my gaze becomes darker and darker when I meet the eyes of a blonde staring at me from afar. "And she will become yours." - I conclude with a more mischievous tone than before, throwing him a quick glance to make sure that he has not regretted and that he will follow our game for the rest of the year. "I want her." - he finally opens his mouth, lifting his chin towards my shoulders after taking a long look around, definitely looking for the woman with the shortest skirt and the most showing off boobs. At the sound of his voice I sneak my fingers through my disheveled hair, following the direction of his perverted gaze a couple of meters behind me, but the smile dies on my lips when my eyes fall on the figure of a woman sitting in a corner of the great hall, with an annoyed expression on her face and her cheeks swollen with anger, as if she had been forced to come to this party. "Do you know her?" The muscles of my neck tighten when my friend continues to insist, while my expression goes from perplexed to serious instantly, without ceasing to stare at her from afar. She came to a party with one of her usual black sweatshirts: she looks like a black sheep among a thousand models. I raise an eyebrow when I notice that she is holding a book in her hand, while her friend tries to get her attention, playing with the long brown locks that I only now realize how much they have grown. "She's seriously reading a book at a party. Who is she?" - I straighten my shoulders when the fucking voice of the man next to me catches my attention, taking my eyes off the figure of the woman behind me with an annoyed grimace: "My ex."

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First 10/09/2021

10/09/2021

Chanelle

I don't know why I look in the mirror every morning, like I'm going to start putting on makeup or fixing my long hair.

I make a scornful grimace in front of my reflection, retracing every single defect in my body.

My long wavy locks go all the way to my hips, but people who know me always tell me to cut my hair, or put some color on my cheeks, as I'm always so damn pale.

Even my lips are made of a light pink, and in the morning they are small and plump, 'shaped like a little heart' - my sister says.

If only she saw me in this big black shirt now, she'd kick me out of the house today. Not to mention the dark jumpsuit that wraps my legs.

I take a deep breath, resuming looking into my reflection in the green eyes, as if it could help me give courage to myself.

Until three weeks ago I was in university and I didn't have to worry about my future. It was enough for me to sit on my bed solving math problems from morning to night, sometimes only to distract myself, but now I want my own life.

An independent life away from my sister, a job and a home that is my own.

One of those I've always dreamed of, a small and cozy apartment in the center of this city.

I've always liked Miami and I'm not going to leave this paradise, despite all the job offers abroad. But I definitely have to find an apartment away from this, as far away as possible to avoid getting in the way of my sister and her boyfriend.

"Ah!" - I widen my eyes and bring a hand to my mouth to avoid throwing up when my sister's moans reach my ears.

With a disgusted grimace, wondering how they can be so excited even in the morning, I hurry to take a couple of steps towards the door that allows me to look out every evening on the balcony of my bedroom, convincing myself that one day I have to talk with the owner to get rid of these damn stairs that lead straight to my room from the outside.

At the very thought of it my heart rises in my throat as I grit my teeth to turn all my sadness into anger, bringing a lock of hair behind my ear.

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