16ㅣMeyu & Jaehee pt. 2

                                    

                                          
Accidentally pressed Publish on this part. Hahaha. 😂😂😂Re-update
                          
"Oh look! Meyu found another someone to play with. How does it feel being a side bitch for two people?" She laughs. 
                          
Jaehee. The person to walk right into my perfectly untainted conversation. Not a surprise at all. Such a little chilli pepper. Looks like we're in some imminent danger. 
                          
Meyu looks at her with a bored face. "Leave us alone squinty eyed, flat face". 
                          
She puts her hands where her heart is supposed to be. "Well now I feel hurt. Oh for whatever shall I do?" 
                          
She laughs followed by her little clique laughing along with her. It really wasn't all that funny. Meyu calling her, and I quote, "squinty eyed, flat face" that was funny. 
                          
Meyu's face heats up with anger. "You little..."
                          
I cut her off before anything gets out of hand. "Calm down Meyu! Don't let it get to your head. She's just frustrated with herself and letting it vent all out at school. I've met girls like her before, at my other schools," I scowl. 
                          
Jaehee looks at me with shock. "Girls like...huh. Wow. There are no girls like me, no matter how much they try," she snaps. 
                          
Meyu mumbles loudly, on purpose. "If you say so Queen of Bitchiness". 
                          
Jaehee puts her hands on her hips, expressing her uncouth language. "Hah! So mature, Queen of Sassiness. So are you going to break this toy too? After Hoseok's done with her, I don't think there'd be anything left," she lets out a sickening laugh. 
                          
Okay. This is legitimately getting on my nerves. They laugh every time she does. It's so aggravating. And I'm the only one who can call her 'Queen of Sass'. Her mediocre language choice sure as hell pisses me off. 
                          
Jae turns to me, with a smirk on her face. I'm just going to simplify her name. Every derogatory remark she says is practically saying it repetitively, except worded differently. Every word that incessantly drips out of her mouth is predictable but, it still gets on my nerves. I absolutely abhor her malicious personality. 
                          
"Tell me how it feels to be Hoseok's side bitch for me, after he's done breaking you". 
                          
Once again, they laugh. I try, to my best ability, to restrain my rage by keeping myself calm. Just breathe. Reminding myself that they are just like the girls from my other rancorous school. Except those girls were afraid of me. I breathe in and out, counting to my age, in my mind to calm down. Calm yourself you little fuck. Why does this have to happen to me? Me of all people, it had to be me. 
                          
Preventing myself from lashing out, I grit my teeth. "I am not Hoseok sunbae's Play Toy". 
                          
"No she is not, Jaehee," a voice from a distance says. Who the bloody hell said that?
                          
"Yes she is!" Jae yells. "Why do you think he hangs out with her, calling her his girlfriend?" She pivots back to me, her hair whipping around as if she was in a movie or a very dramatic fan fiction. "You're nothing but an extra. Has he ever said he loved you? You clearly don't love him, so why are you being so defensive? When you break, and you will, you will become nothing but an empty minded toy who needs batteries to start working again. A slut machine that needs his key to turn you back on". Poor choice of vocabulary but I'm impressed by her metaphors. 
                          
"You're a sex toy, you let him use you. Maybe he wants to keep you because you're fun and "really" good at what you do. Pleasing people. Sucking up to them. You're a volcano waiting to explode all over him. I know some guys that are frustrated as well. I could send them right over to your address. I bet they would love to meet you. You have to suck it up if you don't like them. 
If you were chased by the police they would never catch you because you are a slippery slut with all the guys you're with". Is she just gonna keep talking? I feel like I want to be angry. But now.... I'm just listening to her wonderful warred poetry words.