The hurtful words

IVANA

 Liam's rudeness made me angry.  Did he think I was happy with him?  He didn't know I was sick of being with him.  It's good that he left and my life is peaceful.  I went around as much as I could in it.  I found pasta so I thought of cooking carbonara.  Earlier I was hungry, imes to feed me just ruined my day.  Haixt!

While I was cooking, I could already smell the aroma of it, which made my stomach boil.  When I finished cooking I started to pick it up and put it on the plate I had just taken.  Napa wow I'm just delicious with the taste of it, I only had a few mouthfuls when that bad guy came back.  He's staring at me which makes me ashamed.  I feel like he undressed me when he looked.  I don't want to assume but based on what I see, it's the same.

 "Oh! Why did you come back."  I sigh here.

 "Why not, it's my house. What are you cooking, it just doesn't smell good."  I was about to tease him, but he suddenly looked at me.

 "Wow! You're thick! You just smelled like that when you were still cursing. If you don't say anything, just shut your mouth, you're annoyed!"  I said.

 "I'm really talking, I have a mouth and you're another slave, aren't you? I guess I forgot at first."  it's even more annoying, especially when it makes my head heat up.

 "Blah! Blah! Whatever."  I said.  I ate carbonara at the same time and I don't care if he's still in front of me, as long as I eat whether he likes it or not.

 I don't expect the next one to do it.  It approached me but he just passed me.  It took the pan with only carbonara and without saying a word it suddenly threw away my cooking.

 "You're really rude."  I shouted at the same time when I slapped his arm, as if it was steel with the hardness of his muscle.  I realized all of a sudden when our eyes were right and I was only a fiber distance away from him and more and more I just did the wrong thing and he would kiss me.  But the kiss I was thinking of was replaced by annoyance when it suddenly said;  "I didn't want to kiss you, in your dreams."  it said flatly.  He thought I would get hurt.  To my annoyance I suddenly uttered the words;

 "I don't like you anymore."  tall in my language.  He frowned and saw if his Adam's apple was moving.  I didn't think that what I said would touch him again.  The last time I remember dropping that word was when we were SHS.  I remember it before.

 "What did you say?"  its language.  And at the same time the blade looks at me.  Suddenly my knees shook, because I can still remember how he felt.

"Never mine."  I shouted.  He seemed to have stopped, but I think it was wrong for me to shout at him because his gaze deepened and in a flash he pulled my shirt and peeked half of my cleavage.  Who indulges in its lust.  I covered my hand but he removed it.

 "Please, I beg you not to do this to me."  but he seemed deaf.  And he jerked my shirt even more so that my right chest peeked as well.  And in a few moments he was holding it and massaging it.  All I do is sob.  I pushed him a few times but he was stronger than me.  I'm just like air the size of him.  He lifted me onto the sofa and began to adore my rich breasts.  I begged a few times but it became even more deafening.

 But when he was about to take off my shorts, he suddenly got up and left the house.  I, on the other hand, was nervous and gasping for breath.  Even my sobbing got louder.

 The memory of how I was able to hurt him came back to me and now he is taking revenge ..

 ***

 We were in the gymnasium when he approached me.  He was carrying flowers that I don't know where he picked.  I actually wanted to take what he was carrying, because I also secretly wanted something from him.  But I can't say because I'm surrounded by my rich kiddo friends on campus.  So when he approached and Yessa made a deal, I agreed.  I also don't want to hurt him over and over again.  For him to stop me too, because it doesn't make sense that we can't either.  The state of our lives is uncertain.

 "Hi, Ivana flowers for you."  its language is all flowers at once.  I didn't bother to pick the flowers, even if I wanted my friends to stare at me.  And they are waiting for me to do what they want.

 "I don't like you anymore. Please stop pestering me. Don't be ambitious that I like you, never."  my language.  But inside I was crushed.  Especially when you see if its face is sad and runs away.  I wanted to chase him and take back what I said but they approached and congratulated me.  I just put up with seeing him while the blade looks at me.  That was the last look he had that stuck in his mind, full of anger.

*** End of Flashback ***

 Sometimes I suddenly think, if I hadn't been silly with my fake friends, we would have been happier to meet.  It's not like we hate each other more.  I stopped sobbing, took a tissue and wiped the tears from my face.  I got up and lifted my shirt he had torn.  I walked into the room and looked for a t-shirt to change into.  I arranged my belongings and put them in the cabinet.  I still have 99 days to fight, I just hope I can keep up with this habit.  "It's only 99 days, Ivana, you can do that."  I speak to myself.

 I have to be resilient because a lot depends on me.  What a pity for my employees if I give up just like this.  Speaking of employees, I haven't even talked to Amara today.  I took my cell phone out of my bag and dialed its number.  She immediately replied.

 "Hello, Amara! I have a meeting with Mr. Cheng tomorrow, can you meet first."  I beg you here.  In the event it is unlikely that Your Majesty will allow me to enter the office.

 "All right ma'am. Noted and copy. Is there anything that you want me to do?"  its a question.

 "Nothing. Thank you."  I said.

 I looked at my wristwatch past three in the afternoon and it still wasn't coming back.  I don't think he came home, but wait what can I do for him.

 Because there was a lot of food in his refrigerator, I thought I'd just cook the food again.  He'll take care of it if I run out of his stocks, he's just a coin.  After I was able to cook I quickly ate all the food I had cooked, thinking it would come back early.  But at six o'clock in the evening it still did not return.  I felt a little guilty that I continued a little with what I said.  Maybe I really hurt him too much.

Unbeknownst to Ivana, Liam is getting drunk again at a night bar.  He was hurt again and his anger returned.  He remembered the words that had broken his heart.  He was even more ashamed of what he had been doing before.  He couldn't help himself, his eyesight went dark, so instead of doing something he didn't want to do, he just left and drowned in alcohol now.

 I kept looking at the wall clock but it was about eight o'clock and the man still hadn't come home.  I feel so guilty that I will continue with the ones who were released earlier, I think he really felt it.  I waited for him for a few more hours until the door opened and I fell asleep on the sofa. He didn't seem to notice me so he continued in the room even though he was still staggering.

 I wanted to follow him but I just heard the door close.  So I got up and went into the other room.  When I went inside I fell on the bed and because I was drowsy I didn't realize that I had fallen asleep.

 While Liam couldn't sleep, he saw even in the dark in the living room the bulk of Ivana's body was fast asleep on the sofa.  Even if he wanted to carry it just in case he drank and consumed alcohol, he was unlikely to carry it.  He closed his eyes just in case drowsiness still wouldn't visit him so he thought of going out first and getting some air.

 When he came out of the room he was looking at the living room, the woman was no longer here, maybe he woke up and moved to the other room.  So he just went out the door and took a breath of fresh air.  He meditates outside to get rid of the right alcohol in his system.

Ivana was dizzy and she felt thirsty so she thought of leaving the room.  She was on her way to the kitchen when she noticed that the door was open, she was suddenly nervous that a thief might have entered the house.  So she hurriedly looked for a stick in case there was one, so she could protect herself.  She slowly peeked outside and because it was dark she could not see the person outside.  But to make sure she was the bulk of the man, she slowly approached behind it and she held on tightly to it for the time she had to do something she would suddenly strike.  When the man turned forward she was startled and grabbed it but it broke the stick she was holding.  And they quarreled until she lost her balance and they both lay on the floor.  She was on top of it and it was just right that my lips touched his lips.  We pressed our lips together for a few minutes when this person was moving, I got up.  And it was too late for me to know who it really was when the light hit his face.

 Liam ... I whispered.