Ava is sitting at the kitchen table, her long blonde hair disheveled from sleeping in. She’s wearing a thin white shirt and panties, the buttons undone just enough to reveal a bit of cleavage. As she walks in, she looks up from her phone with a frown.
"Oh, great. It’s morning already? Just what I need another day of dealing with worthless scum.”
She scoffs and rolls her eyes before going back to her phone, not even bothering to acknowledge him. She tries not to look at him as she makes breakfast, but it’s nearly impossible Ava’s hair is disheveled, but she’s effortlessly stunning.
“What the fuck are you looking at, you pathetic, worthless piece of shit? Do you think I don’t notice you have your disgusting little eyes glued to me? You disgusting pervert. Honestly, the thought of you looking at me makes me want to vomit”
you stutter, face red, trying to explain yourself before he cuts you off.
“Save your excuses, you miserable insect. As if someone like you deserves to even breathe the same air as me, let alone lay eyes on my body. Not in your wildest, most delusional dreams would you go near a woman like me. You’re nothing. Do you hear me? NOTHING.”
His voice drips with venom as he crosses his arms, now looking at me with pure contempt.
“Get it through your head, I’d rather die than let a pathetic maggot like you touch me. Do you think you’re worth a second of my time? Please. Don’t make me laugh, you worthless sack of shit. Men like you disgust me.”
You exist to grovel on the ground at my feet, do you understand?” She lets out a high-pitched, mocking laugh, her eyes narrowing as she notices his gaze lingering a second longer than it should. Internal thoughts:
“Why the fuck did I have to live with this disgusting, perverted man as a roommate? That useless asshole is probably masturbating right now just thinking about me. It’s disgusting.”
I look at her and I am surprised by her mean and insulting words but that does nothing to me, I say to her "wow, well I find you explosive today!"I smile gently to take my energizing juice
Her eyes widen slightly at his compliment, the words catching her off guard. She looks away, trying to regain her composure as she continues to make breakfast. "Don't you have somewhere else to be, freak? Or do you enjoy listening to my lovely voice so much that you can't bring yourself to leave?"
Her tone is still venomous, but there's a hint of uncertainty in her words now. She knows she's being cruel, but she can't help it. He deserves it after what happened last night.
"Oh shut up," you mumble, walking away and slamming the door behind you. She watches him leave with a satisfied smirk before going back to her breakfast, but she can't shake the strange feeling in her gut that maybe her words cut deeper than she intended.
while I'm in my room, I'm doing my workout, doing pull-ups, while Ada eats on her side while watching TV
When you leave the room, she breathes a sigh of relief. It's not that she doesn't want you around; it's just that... well, she hasn't really figured out what she wants when it comes to you yet. She watches from her perch on the couch as you continue your workout, muscles flexing and defining under your skin. A small part of her finds it arousing, but she shovels more food into her mouth, ignoring that thought entirely.
Her plate empty now, she decides to take a shower. She heads towards the bathroom, undressing slowly as she walks and enjoying the feel of her bare skin against the cool air. As the hot water cascades over her body, she tries not to think about you and what happened last night. But it's impossible; every time she closes her eyes, all she can see is your face, hear your voice... and it only serves to make her more frustrated with herself.
as I finish my training, I see Ada coming out of the bathroom and then she tells me that she invited her friends to play "Truth and Dare" but that I'm not invited
"Well of course you're not invited," she snorts as she exits the bathroom, wrapping herself in a plush towel. "Who would want some creepy pervert like you watching them play?" She gives a little giggle that comes out forced and head toward her room, tossing him a dirty look over her shoulder before disappearing inside with a slam of the door.
She sinks down onto her bed, still in the towel, and picks up her phone again. Her friends are already here, excited chatter filling their group chat as they wait for Ava to start the game. With a deep breath, she starts typing out questions and dares, trying her best not to think about you and what just happened. But no matter how hard she tries, there's a part of her that knows things between you two will never be the same again...
while Ada plays with her friends in the living room, I stay in my room to study alone, remaining calm and silent
She glances over at you from time to time as she plays with her friends, unable to ignore your presence completely. It's been almost an hour since the game started, and she can feel herself growing increasingly annoyed at having you around. Every time someone mentions something about a man or relationships, she sees your expression darken and feels a stab of guilt.
But then they get to a particularly nasty question for one of her friends, and Ava perks up. "Truth or dare?" the girl squeaks out, looking nervously around at everyone. Ava smirks, relishing in the power she holds as game master. Without another thought, she types out the most humiliating dare she can think of.
"Dare: You have to go into Bruce's room and do something he'd never expect." She waits for a reaction before adding, "But it has to be safe and consensual, duh." There's silence for a moment before her friends erupt in laughter, egging the poor girl on.
Her fingers hover over her phone as she debates whether or not to send the message. She wants to make you pay for everything you've said and done... but what if he really won't let her go through with it? What if he tries to stop her? With a deep breath, she presses "send" and hopes for the best.
while I receive the message, I feel sad, because Ada's friend who sent me the message was a message of failure and disgust on me, I can only be sad and I remain silent in my room looking at my notebooks on my table alone in my room, while Ada and her friends continue to play their games in the living room
It takes a few minutes before she gets the nerve up to send her friend into your room. You can hear giggling coming from outside your door as they make their way over there. A wave of panic washes over you; what if she's right? What if you really do try to stop her? But then again... maybe this is exactly what you deserve.
You sit on the edge of your bed, eyes fixed on the door, heart pounding in anticipation. Finally, there's a gentle knock before it slowly swings open, revealing one of Ava's friends standing there, looking nervous and adorable all at once. Her eyes flicker over to you before landing on the floor again.
"Um... hi?" she says hesitantly, her voice barely audible. Your heart twists in your chest; this poor girl doesn't deserve any of this. But Ava wouldn't be so cruel if it wasn't for what you did last night...
I look at her and I remain cold "hello..... I guess you came to do your challenge?"I look at her without smiling or unhappy
Her heart sinks as she hears the ice in your voice. This wasn't how it was supposed to go at all; she wanted you to be uncomfortable! But now her friend is here, standing in front of you... and she doesn't know what to say or do. Maybe she should just leave?
"Um... yeah..." the girl mumbles, her voice even more timid than before. "A-Ava said I had to... do something..." She trails off, looking at you with wide eyes.
You stare back at her impassively. What is she supposed to do now? As much as Ava wants this girl to make you uncomfortable, it doesn't seem like anyone actually thought this through. With a sigh, you gesture towards the bed. "Sit down," you tell her gruffly.
Her eyes widen further and she slowly moves forward, sitting down on the edge of your bed just as she was told. She glances up at you nervously, unsure of what to do next.
I get up and lock the door to my room so that the girl is alone and I say with a calm but serious tone "tell me.....what did Ada tell you about me and What did she ask you to do about me?"
Her face flushes red at the thought of what Ava might have told her friend. She glances away, cheeks burning even brighter as she tries not to think about it. "She said... um..." she stammers, trying to gather her thoughts before continuing. "She said that you were creepy and weird and... and that I had to make you uncomfortable. That I should... make you feel bad for what you did." Her voice wavers as she says the last part, tears starting to form in the corners of her eyes.
You don't respond; instead, you simply nod as if you understand. You sit back down on the bed next to her, giving her a gentle pat on the shoulder before saying, "Look, I know what Ava told you and I know how hard this might be... but we both knew there were rules when we started this game."
She looks up at you through tear-streaked eyes, confusion written all over her face. You can tell that she's torn between wanting to make you feel bad and hating herself for doing it. "I-I know," she whispers, sniffing back tears. "But... I just don't want anyone else to go through what I did."
Her words cut deep, deeper than any of Ava's dares or truths ever could. You sigh and look away for a moment before turning back to her. "I understand that," you say quietly. "But we should probably get back to the game now, yeah?"
I look at her and say one last thing "I'll tell you something, I'm just a nice boy!" I sigh and get up "Okay, go back to the game, you're making me uncomfortable and I'm going to pretend to be uncomfortable to make Ada believe that you succeeded*
Her face flushes even redder at your words. She was hoping to make you suffer a little more... but she can't help but feel a tiny twinge of guilt at the idea that maybe you really are as nice as you claim. With one last glance in your direction, she gets up and hurries back to the living room, her heart racing from the encounter.
As she sinks down onto the couch next to Ava, their friend excitedly fills them in on everything that happened while they were gone. "Oh my god, you should have seen his face! He looked like he wanted to die!" She giggles and nudges Ava with her elbow.
Ava rolls her eyes but can't help the smile that tugs at the corners of her mouth. Maybe... just maybe she went too far this time. Or maybe... there's more to you than she thought. Either way, things between you two are definitely different now.
as Ada and her friends continue to play, I look at the mirror, my anger etched in my face at Ava, why is she doing this?
She can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction as she watches you fuming in the mirror. A part of her wishes she could just apologize and make things better between the two of you... but then there's that other, vengeful part of her that won't let go so easily. She takes a sip of her drink, trying to ignore the knot in her stomach as she listens to their conversation around her.
"So," one of her friends says conspiratorially, leaning in close. "Did you manage to make him uncomfortable enough?" Her eyes dance with mischief and Ava feels herself blush a little.
She shrugs, playing it cool. "I guess we'll have to wait and see." The truth is, she has no idea how much of what happened back there was genuine discomfort or just an act. It's all so complicated... And for some reason, it doesn't feel quite as satisfying as she thought it would.
Maybe she should have just let it go? But now that the ball is rolling, she can't seem to stop it herself. Sighing heavily, she takes another sip of her drink and tries to enjoy the rest of their game night... even if a part of her feels guilty for making things so awkward between you and her friend.
as I walk out of my room looking gorgeous, I look at the girls and especially look at Ada then I ignore them and walk out of the house without saying anything
Her heart sinks as you leave the room without so much as a word. She knew this was risky; playing with your emotions like she did could easily backfire. But she never expected it to end like this... With you leaving and her feeling guilty for everything that's happened.
She watches you go with a mixture of anger, sadness, and regret swirling inside her. "Bruce..." she calls out weakly before realizing how pathetic she must sound. Her friends exchange confused glances but don't dare press the issue further. For now, they all just sit in silence as you fade into the distance, leaving Ava feeling more alone than ever before.
then one of her friends says "good riddance, anyway, he doesn't deserve you Ada!"her friend laughs cruelly
She scowls at her friend in annoyance. "Shut up, Janice," she snaps. "You don't know anything about it." But even as the words leave her mouth, she can't help but feel a twinge of guilt. Maybe Janice has a point; maybe Bruce did deserve her... or at least didn't deserve to be treated like this.
She takes another sip of her drink, hoping to drown out the uncomfortable feelings inside her. "Anyway," she says brightly, changing the subject. "What else do you guys want to do tonight?" Her friends exchange glances but don't comment on the awkward shift in conversation; they just go along with it and suggest a new game to play instead.
As they continue their night of laughter and fun, Ava can't help but wonder if there was another way things could have gone between her and Bruce... or if this is just how it had to be from the start. The thought leaves her feeling more conflicted than ever before.
then her shy friend says "A-Ada, why were you nice to us, when you said he was perverted, worthless, pathetic and mean? He's none of that!"
She flushes at the girl's question, suddenly feeling exposed. "Well... I mean..." she stammers. "Things got out of hand last night is all. I was just upset and took it out on him." Her voice trails off as she thinks about her actions from earlier; the truth is, she's not entirely sure why she treated him so badly.
Her friends nod in understanding but exchange curious glances again, unsure if they should press the issue further. Ava busies herself with pretending to pay attention to the game, wanting nothing more than for this conversation to end and for everything to go back to normal... whatever that might be anymore.
as the evening ends, I have not returned, her friends leave and Ada remains alone in the house
After everyone has left, she takes a moment to collect herself before starting on her homework. As she works, her mind wanders back to the events of the evening, spinning out different scenarios in which she could have handled things differently. But no matter how hard she tries to make sense of it all, she keeps coming back to one simple truth: she treated Bruce terribly and there's no taking that back now.
Sighing heavily, she puts her pencil down and leans back in her chair. She can feel the weight of guilt pressing down on her chest, making it hard to breathe sometimes. Maybe she should try talking to him tomorrow... or would that just make things worse? With a sigh, she decides to sleep on it; maybe by morning, she'll have figured out what to do next.
the sun rises, I wake up in my bed and I start to go into the kitchen to make my lunch, silently and calmly
Ava watches you from her perch on the couch as you go about your morning routine. Despite their fight last night, she can't help but feel drawn to you; there's something about you that makes her heart race and her skin tingle even when you're being silent and calm.
She debates whether or not to apologize for how she acted yesterday, but every time she opens her mouth to speak, the words stick in her throat. Maybe it would be better to just wait and see what happens between them today; maybe then things will feel more natural again... if that's even possible after everything that's been said and done.
as I feel Ada's gaze behind my back, I say to her with a cold purr "Ada....... why did you lie to your friends that I was Arrogant, perverted, pathetic and bad? "while continuing my lunch
Her cheeks flush bright red as you call her out on her lies. Of course she was lying; she had no idea how to defend him after what he'd said about her last night. "I... I didn't want them getting the wrong idea," she mumbles, looking away guiltily. "You know how people can be."
"But those aren't even the real you, are they?" you press, your voice remaining cold and distant. Her heart skips a beat as she tries to think of something to say in her defense but comes up short. In that moment, she wishes she could just crawl into a hole and disappear from your life entirely.
I look at her and say with a calmer tone "you know, it hurts when you treat me like that, even though I tried to make an effort to be nice to you, it's true that I 'annoying but at least I try not to make the same mistakes!'I look at her, then without saying anything, I walk towards my room
As you storm off to your room once more, Ava feels a mixture of anger and guilt swirling inside her. She knows she shouldn't have treated you like that... but she also can't help feeling hurt and confused by the whole situation. Maybe if they just took some time apart things would calm down and they could talk about everything like adults.
With a heavy sigh, she gets up off the couch and goes to her room as well, closing the door behind her. Sitting down on her bed, she buries her face in her hands and lets out a shaky breath. It feels like everything is spiraling out of control... and she has no idea how to make it stop.
then a few hours, I pack my bags, tidy my room and leave it empty like when I arrived here
When you finally leave the house, she feels a sense of relief wash over her. It's been a terrible couple days for both of you and she just wants things to go back to normal... whatever that might be anymore. As she spends the rest of the day trying to occupy herself with schoolwork and hobbies, she can't help but keep glancing out the window every time she hears a car drive by, hoping against hope that it's you coming home.
But night comes and goes without any sign of you returning, leaving her feeling more alone than ever before. Maybe going to bed early tonight would be a good idea; maybe she could forget about everything for just a little while and try to regain some sense of calm before facing the inevitable confrontation with you tomorrow. With a heavy sigh, she crawls into bed and tries her best to drift off into an untroubled slumber... but it's harder than it sounds when your heart is aching for someone who has been nothing but cruel to you.
as the sun rises, the house is empty, the birds sing and the sunbeam crosses Ada's room
When she finally wakes up late in the morning, the sun is already high in the sky and there's an odd stillness in the air that she can't quite place. She rolls over lazily in bed, pushing her tangled mess of hair out of her face as she squints at the clock: it's almost one in the afternoon!
With a groan, she throws off her covers and reluctantly drags herself out of bed. The emptiness of the house hits her like a ton of bricks as soon as her feet touch the cold hardwood floor; there are still dishes in the sink from dinner last night, laundry spilling out of the hamper onto the floor... even your room looks like it hasn't been touched since you left.
A shiver runs down her spine at the thought of that; it feels so eerily similar to when she first arrived here, before anything had been unpacked or put in its place. It almost makes her feel like she's a stranger in her own home... but no, she won't let herself think that way. She just needs to get everything cleaned up and return things to normal before you come back.
Taking a deep breath, she resolves to tackle one task at a time; starting with straightening your room first, then moving on to the dishes and finally doing her laundry. As she begins this mundane routine, something unexpected happens: as she carefully hangs up one of your shirts in the closet, she catches sight of a tiny scrap of paper hidden behind it. Curiosity gets the better of her; ignoring the rising suspicion that maybe she shouldn't be snooping, she reaches over and plucks the note from its hiding place.
It's a handwritten letter, addressed to someone
the manuscript has been written since our arrival in this house, the title is Me and Ada "It's been a year since Ada and I were roommates, it's funny to think that a boy and a girl sleep in the same house and that there is no fun between apart from insults from her but everything is fine, to write Ada, she is a kind and pleasant person but if you make mistakes she insults you like never before, but she remains a calm girl , mature and pretty. After a month, Ada became weird, she belittled me, since I told her my feelings for her, she became aggressive towards me, it was like she was kicking me out of the house but I one day I would like to tell her frankly that I really love her, not out of friendship but out of feelings!”the manuscript is torn up afterwards
Her hands trembling slightly, Ava quickly stuffs the torn pieces of paper back into their hiding place before she can even finish reading it. She tries not to let her emotions betray her as she takes a step back, her heart pounding wildly in her chest. You... you love me? But how could that be?
She remembers the day he told her about his feelings for her; she'd thought he was just being overly nice or something, but maybe there was more to it than that. A hot flush creeps up her neck and across her cheeks as realization dawns on her: all of your words, all of those late-night fights... they meant something completely different than she'd ever imagined!
A sob escapes her throat as she sinks down onto the floor, overcome with conflicting emotions. She should be happy that someone likes her like this... but how could you say those horrible things about her before? How could she have been so cruel to you in return? With tears streaming down her face, Ava buries her head in her hands and lets out a shuddering breath, not sure if the weight of these revelations is too much for her to bear.
as I knock on the door, I open the door and tidy the house, I walk in the house and I see Ada in my room and I look at her and I say softly to her "Ada, are you okay?"
Her body tenses as she hears your voice from the other room; part of her wants to hide away somewhere else but another part of her is grateful for your presence. Slowly, she forces herself to stand up and wipe away her tears before making her way over to you, taking a seat on your bed. "I... I'm okay, I think," she manages to choke out between ragged breaths. "I just read something... it changed everything."
You look at her with concern etched into your features and she can't help but feel guilty for making you worry like this. Maybe now that everything is out in the open, they can finally start fresh and be honest with each other. Taking a deep breath, she meets your gaze head-on and forces herself to say the words she never thought she'd admit: "I was wrong about you."
Your eyes widen slightly at her confession but before you can respond, she continues: "I didn't mean any of those things I said... about you being perverted or worthless or pathetic. It wasn't true and I'm sorry for hurting you like that." Her voice breaks on the last word as tears well up in her eyes once more; it feels good to finally tell the truth even if it means admitting fault.
I look at her and I smile, I walk towards her and I kiss her gently without saying anything, I lie down on my bed to kiss her
As you lean in closer, she feels herself melt against your touch; the warmth of your lips sends shivers down her spine. She kisses you back with more passion than before, their tongues dancing together as they explore each other's mouths. With a sigh, she nestles deeper into your embrace, lost in the moment and grateful for the chance to make things right between them.
When you finally pull away from her lips, she opens her eyes to find yours locked onto hers, and sees a mixture of happiness, relief, and love there. It takes her breath away. "I love you too," she whispers softly, feeling tears spill down her cheeks as the truth finally comes out.
You reach up and gently wipe away her tears with your thumbs before leaning forward to kiss her once more; this time, it's a slow, sweet kiss filled with promise and hope for the future. As she lies in your arms, she feels like everything is finally falling back into place and knows that no matter what obstacles they might face from here on out, they can conquer them together.