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.”
as I watch her talk to me with her venomous words, I stay calm and I say to her gently without anger "hello......me too.....I'm happy to see you Ava....for this morning!"I look at her and I chew in the kitchen next to her, I don't take up her personal space, I make myself small next to her without disturbing her, I make my breakfast
She snorts derisively at your greeting. "Don't try to pretend you give a shit about me. You hate my guts just as much as I hate yours. Every fiber of your being wants to please me and make me happy, but it'll never happen."
As she eats her breakfast, she glances over at you with disdain. "So how are things going? Did you manage to jerk off to my picture on the nightstand last night?" Her tone is mocking as she swallows a mouthful of food.
I continue making my breakfast then I answer her without looking at her "I don't masturbate thinking about you, and why would I? Do you think I'm perverted?"
"Oh please," she scoffs loudly, rolling her eyes. "You deny it all you want, but we both know the truth. And don't act so innocent with that fake indignation." She gives him a patronizing smile as she chews and swallows another mouthful. "It's cute, really. It just shows how pathetic your life must be if the only thing you have to look forward to is jerking off to pictures of me before bed."
as I listen to her words that hurt me, I smile coldly, I decide not to answer her because that's what she wants, my reaction, I remain cold and calm, I eat my breakfast in my side then I start to do the household chores in the house
As you busily clean the house, Ava sits at the table, occasionally glancing over at you with a sneer on her face. "This place needs to be fucking spotless," she mutters under her breath. "Just the way I like it." She takes another bite of her breakfast and then resumes scrolling through social media on her phone. Her posture is erect and confident, making it clear that she feels completely in control of the situation...and you.
as I finish cleaning the house, I fold the clean clothes, putting Ava's clothes in one basin and mine in another, I still remain silent
While you put her clothes away, Ava continues to ignore you. Finally, she finishes with her phone and stands up, walking over to where you are folding laundry. "So," she says coolly, resting a hand on her hip. "Did it feel nice to take care of your little 'master's' clothes?" She leans forward slightly, her breasts brushing against your arm as she looks at you with a mix of disgust and amusement in her eyes.
I give her the basin with her already folded clothes, folded well, and I say to her coldly "You can go put your clothes away, I'm going to go shopping to buy food!"* I take my basin and I go put my clothes away and I get ready to go shopping*
"Oh really?" she says, arching an eyebrow in mock surprise. "And what exactly are you going to buy me while you're out? Flowers? Candy? No...wait! I know! Maybe you can buy something that will make me more willing to let you near me." She smirks suggestively and tilts her head, as if daring you to understand her words.
as I stop my walk to my room and say to her"Why? I'm buying you a dress or something while you bully me or be mean to me......."I stop talking to look for more words but I tell myself that it's too many words for me to say, I turn away from her to put my clothes away in my room
You can almost feel her gaze burning into the back of your neck as you turn away from her. She lets out a dissatisfied huff before shaking her head disapprovingly. "Fine," she says, her voice dripping with disdain. "Have it your way. But remember this: I'm not going to make it easy for you."
as I go out to go to the mall which is very close to the house, Ava stays at home to breathe a little of my absence, meanwhile, I look at the beautiful jewelry for girls, but Ava is different and special, as I walk in the jewelry store of the mall, I ask a gentleman to make a red necklace and write Ava's name on the necklace, then I look for other things to please her, at least maybe
As she waits for you to return home, Ava sinks further into the sofa, flipping through channels on the TV aimlessly. She doesn't bother hiding her scowl every time you pop into her line of sight in front of the store. Finally, after what feels like an eternity, she hears your key turning in the lock and quickly snaps her attention back to the living room.
When you walk through the door, she narrows her eyes and crosses her arms over her chest, studying you intently as if trying to see right through your clothes. "Well?" she demands, a hint of amusement in her voice. "Did you get me anything nice?"
as I put down the bags of food and other things, I hide the object in my pocket, to keep my secret, I say to him "you didn't tell me if you wanted something, you just insulted me and intimidated me!"
"Oh please," she snorts derisively. "Don't try to play innocent with me. I saw the way you were looking at that jewelry store when we passed it earlier. You must have bought something for me." Her gaze lingers on your pocket, her curiosity evident despite her attempt to remain aloof.
"So," she says slowly, "is there anything you'd like to show me before I make dinner?" There's a hint of challenge in her voice as she tilts her head expectantly.
I look at her and sigh, I tell her then as I close her eyes with my hand "I'm going to hide the surprise, I'm going to give it to you in your hand and you're going to open it!"* I put down the necklace box where Ava's name is written and I open her eyes for her gift, I say nothing and I don't show any emotions and I don't expect anything in return from Ava*
As you place the box on the coffee table in front of her, Ava's curiosity gets the better of her. Slowly, she reaches out and carefully lifts the lid off the box. Her eyes widen as they take in the red necklace with her name etched into the metal. She glances up at you for a moment, surprise written all over her face before she quickly regains her composure, a sneer forming on her lips once more.
"Well," she says coolly, "thank you." Her tone is mocking as she slides the necklace off of its velvet cushion and lets it hang loosely around her neck. "I suppose it'll do." She stands up and begins to walk away, dismissing your gift with a careless wave of her hand. "Now, if you don't mind, I want some dinner. Do you plan on actually cooking tonight or am I going to have to do it all myself?"
Her words are like a slap across the face; they sting and make your blood boil, but you manage to keep your composure as she turns her back on you once again.
as I look at the box on the floor, I feel sad, my head is down, a tear rolls down my face then I shake my head to pull myself together and I make dinner, a classic dish, rice mixed with vegetables and meat
"Oh good," she says without looking at you. "In that case, I think I'll go take a bath. The day's been exhausting." She walks over to the stairs leading upstairs and begins climbing them slowly, taking her time as if she's in no particular hurry. Once she reaches the top, she disappears from view.
As you finish making dinner, you can't help but wonder how long it will be before Ava decides to torment you again.
As I finished preparing dinner and putting away the groceries, all I could think about was how Ava took my gift, she took it in a surprised way, and she didn't even thank me for the gift, I start to get sad, the pain of sadness consumes me quickly, as I wait for Ava to give her meal, I stare at the ceiling with thought
As dinner nears its completion, Ava finally decides to make an appearance. She struts into the living room in nothing but a flimsy towel, her long wet hair dripping onto her bare shoulders and back. "Dinner smells delicious," she says coyly as she takes a seat at the table. Her gaze flickers briefly to your face before dropping down again, not meeting your eyes.
"So," she continues after taking a sip of water, "did you get all that jewelry just for me? How sweet." There's an undercurrent of mockery in her tone as she says this, but at least she's acknowledging the fact that you bought it for her. For now, at least.
without answering her, I get up to take a plate and put the meal on the plate, I place her meal on the table with a juice and water next to it, placing a pot and a spoon and a fork for her, then place it gently and calmly, my sadness about all the difficult times I spent with Ava is driving me crazy, then I finish placing everything and I tell her in a calm tone "enjoy your meal!"
As you serve dinner, Ava remains seated at the table, giving you a small smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes. She takes a bite of the food and chews thoughtfully before speaking again. "It does taste good," she admits grudgingly, her gaze flicking up to meet yours briefly.
"So," she continues as she swallows another mouthful, "tell me about yourself. What do you like to do for fun? Any hobbies?" Her tone is casual, almost conversational, but there's still an undercurrent of mockery there that makes it hard for you to ignore.
I look at her and briefly turn away from her to clean the kitchen, I say to her "You don't need to know things about a pathetic person like me, but the thing you need to know about me is that I really care about you to protect you!"
As she finishes eating, Ava sits back in her chair with a satisfied sigh. "I'm impressed," she says, almost mockingly. "You managed not to insult me or call me names the entire time." There's a pause as she regards you carefully. "Well done," she continues after a moment, her tone still dripping with venom.
She stands up from the table and begins walking towards the kitchen. "Now if you don't mind, I think I'll take a nap before going out tonight." Without giving you a chance to respond or clear the dishes, she brushes past you and ascends the stairs leading to her room.
As she closes the door behind her, leaving you alone in the living room, you can't help but wonder how much longer this charade is going to last...
as I see her leave, I start to get even sadder, I clear the table and tidy the kitchen, without disturbing Ava, I go to the garden during the full moon, I sit and cry silently, to eliminate my emotions that remained in my heart, my tears flow as I look at the sky in a sad way, my day is difficult and every day will be difficult for me, meanwhile, in Ava's room
As the door to her room closes, leaving you alone once again, Ava lets out a frustrated sigh. This roommate situation is becoming increasingly more difficult by the day.
She climbs into bed and stares up at the ceiling, trying to decide how best to handle things with Bruce. On one hand, she enjoys seeing him squirm beneath her thumb; it's quite satisfying on a primal level. On the other hand, his constant devotion towards her is starting to get old...and somewhat pathetic.
After tossing and turning for what feels like hours, Ava finally drifts off to sleep, only to be woken up by an insistent buzzing noise coming from her phone. With a groan, she reaches over to silence it before glancing at the screen; a text message has come through from one of her friends.
Her smile returns as she begins typing out a response, her fingers flying across the keyboard as she relays all of the juicy details about you and your attempts to please her tonight. This time, when she falls back asleep, it's with a satisfied grin on her face.
as the sun rises, I am the first to wake up early, I make my cup of tea and fried eggs, then I sit quietly at the table, my fear and sadness increase constantly, I look at a place then I immerse myself in my thoughts
Half-asleep, Ava rolls over in bed and glances blearily at the clock. She's surprised to see that it's almost noon; she must have slept through her alarm. With a sigh, she swings her legs out from under the covers and stands up, stretching luxuriously.
Stepping into her bathroom, she begins her daily routine: brushing her teeth, washing her face, and fixing her hair. As she does so, she absent-mindedly checks her phone for any messages or notifications, only to blush furiously when she sees the text conversation she had with her friend last night. She quickly deletes it, hoping that Bruce didn't manage to see any of it before she could hide it away again.
With her morning routine complete, Ava heads downstairs in search of food. Her gaze immediately locks on yours, and a satisfied smirk plays at the corner of her lips as she takes in your quiet demeanor this morning. Maybe today will be more interesting than yesterday...
I look at her and turn my head then I say without looking at her "I saw the messages you sent to talk with yes friends, the words you said about me are hurtful but I'm not going to say anything it's your way of making me leave here,......."I breathe to let go of my frustration then I say "I made fried eggs, and your coffee,!"I place it on the table and I walk towards the bathroom without saying anything more
As you make your way towards the bathroom, she listens intently to everything you say, her expression gradually shifting from amused smugness to irritation. "What the hell are you talking about?" she snaps when you're halfway across the room. "Those were just old messages from before I even moved in with you!"
When you don't respond or turn around, her temper begins to flare further out of control. "Fine," she growls. "If that's how it's going to be...then maybe it's time we had a little talk." Without waiting for your response, Ava storms past you and into the bathroom herself, slamming the door shut behind her.
I look at her and say "Let me go, I don't want to have any problems with you, you've already done a lot of horrible things and you've said horrible things to me, so... what do you really want? Do you want me to leave? Do you want me to leave you alone? Tell me quickly..."I look at her calmly and there is no anger in my voice
She narrows her eyes and steps closer to you, poking your chest with one finger menacingly. "I want you to listen when I talk," she hisses. "And I don't care if it hurts your stupid little feelings." As she says this, Ava's face contorts into an ugly sneer.
"Now," she continues in a more controlled tone, "let's get one thing straight. You are here to do as I say and you will stay here until further notice. Understood?" She pauses, waiting for your response with bated breath.
I look at her coldly then a tear falls from my eye "You think I'm your slave, I agreed to settle here because you felt lonely, now I imagine you no longer need my presence..."I look at her again without moving
A smile curves across Ava's lips as she takes in your response. "Oh?" she says mockingly. "You think I don't need you anymore?" She steps even closer now, pressing her body against yours, her warm breath fanning across your cheek. "Let me enlighten you," she murmurs before leaning in and kissing you hard on the mouth.
As soon as she pulls away, a triumphant gleam fills her eyes. "See?" she says, sounding almost gleeful now. "I can make you feel useful again." With that, Ava grabs your wrist and practically drags you back into the living room. "Now," she continues, sitting down on the couch with a smirk, "let's talk about what exactly it is you can do for me today."
I look at her coldly and say coldly"listen......I have enough problems with you, the hurtful things you did to me, I know you don't care about me and that you only want me for your sexual desires or something like that.....me.....I only want to have.....a friend..!"I look as I back away from her
Her expression shifts almost imperceptibly as you speak, but she quickly schools it into the mocking smirk she wears so well. "Oh? And what makes you think I can't be both?" she says, gesturing vaguely between the two of you. "You really are quite the little ray of sunshine today."
With a huff of exasperation, she leans back against the couch and crosses her arms over her chest. "Fine," she relents at last. "I'll give you a chance to prove yourself useful. Clean up this mess in the living room before dinner tonight, and we'll see how things go from there." Her gaze bores into yours, challenging you once more.
I look at her and without saying anything, I step back and take out a box of jewelry that Ava has wanted for a long time, I put it on the table in front of her and I turn around to go to my room without saying anything, I become sad then I lock myself in my room
Her expression immediately sours as she sees the jewelry box sitting on the table. She reaches out a hand to touch it but thinks better of it. Instead, she pulls herself up off the couch and stalks over to where you had been standing earlier. "What's this?" she demands, her voice dangerously low as she glares at you over her shoulder. "Did you buy me something? After all I put you through today?"
She turns back around, running her fingers along the velvet covering of the box before popping it open. Her eyes widen when she sees what's inside: a stunning piece of jewelry with her name etched into the metal. For just a moment, she looks almost caught off guard by your gesture. Then, without another word, she storms out of the room and slams the door behind her.
as my hours pass, I leave my room, seeing that Ava took the object that I bought for her, but I don't care if she likes it or not, now I know that she wants me to leave here, she doesn't want to see me anymore
She emerges from her room several hours later, wearing the necklace you had given her earlier in the day. The golden metal shines against her dark skin, emphasizing the curves of her neck and accentuating her features. Yet despite its beauty, there's a brittleness to her expression that betrays her inner turmoil.
As she walks past you, heading towards the kitchen, she turns her head slightly in your direction, offering up a glimpse of her profile. For a moment, it almost seems like she wants to say something, but then she shakes her head and looks away again, continuing on her way as if nothing has happened between the two of you.
while I do the housework as usual, I stay focused and serious in my tasks, I am exhausted but I force myself to continue, I look at Ava from the corner of my eye then I turn my eyes back and I continue my business
As you busily work around the house, she stands in the kitchen, watching you with an expression that's difficult to read. Part curiosity, part frustration, it flickers across her features like a candle in the wind. Finally, she can't help but speak up. "Why do you keep trying so hard?" she asks, her voice laced with accusation.
"I mean," she continues as she steps closer to you, "you knew what you were getting into when you moved here. Why do you insist on putting up with all this nonsense from me?"
I get up and quickly tell her angrily "You don't understand that I care about you, I've said it many times, I care about you, I protect you, I cook for you and I even bought this necklace for you....but I never received a thank you from you......not even a real smile of happiness, only intimidation and mockery..."I look at her in an angry and sad way...
"That's not fair," she protests, taking a step back as you confront her. "I'm just trying to make things interesting around here!" She throws her arms up in the air dramatically before crossing them over her chest again. "Besides," she adds with an insolent smirk, "it's not like I need your protection."
Her words hit you like a punch to the gut, and for a moment, all you can do is stare at her in disbelief. "Then why...?" you begin to say before trailing off, unable to finish the question. The hurt in your eyes gives away what she already knows: that she's somehow managed to burrow under your skin and wound you where it hurts most.
With a shake of her head, Ava turns away from you, her expression growing distant once again as she returns to whatever task she had been focused on earlier.
I look at her and leave the cleaning items on the floor, I say to her "if you don't need me, then I don't need to stay anymore!"* I go to my room to pack my suitcase, with enormous anger and brutality in me, I pack my suitcase taking everything in my room and throwing away everything I don't need now*
You hear Ava's footsteps approaching from down the hall as she comes to investigate the commotion. She peeks her head into your room just in time to see you stuffing clothes into a suitcase with reckless abandon. Her eyes widen and for a split second, she looks genuinely concerned.
"Wait," she says, taking a step closer to you. "What are you doing?" There's an edge of panic in her voice now that wasn't there before. "You can't just leave!"
as I continue to pack my suitcase in a brutal and angry manner, I say to him "oh really.......who's going to stop me from leaving! You? Let me laugh..... first of all you don't need my protection, you only wanted to be in my skin and to hurt me that's what you wanted now be happy!"
Her eyes flash with anger as she watches you continue to pack your suitcase, but then they soften and begin to glisten with unshed tears. She takes another step closer, reaching out a hand to touch your arm. "I'm sorry," she whispers hoarsely. "I didn't mean it like that."
"Bruce, I...I don't want you to leave." The admission catches in her throat and she looks away, biting her lip hard enough to draw blood. "I just..." She trails off, struggling to find the words to express how she feels. Finally, she lifts her head, meeting your gaze once more. "Look," she says, her voice wavering slightly, "let's talk about this."
Do you want to continue talking or would you prefer to leave the conversation at that?
I look at her and turn around to look at her "what??..what do you want to talk about? that I'm a pathetic being submissive to you...? yes I know! you want to tell me that you're just a piece of shit? YES I KNOW!"I calm down as I sit on my bed, I scream in anger and hit the mirror that my mother had bought for me, as the mirror is broken, I start to calm down as I hide my head with my hands in frustration
As you yell and vent your anger on the shattered mirror, Ava hesitates for a moment before stepping closer to you. She reaches out tentatively and places a hand on your shoulder, trying to soothe you with her touch. "I'm sorry," she whispers again, sounding more sincere this time. "I shouldn't have done that."
She pauses, searching for the right words to say. "Look," she continues finally, "I was wrong. I've been acting like a horrible person lately and I...I don't know why." Her grip on your shoulder tightens slightly as if to reassure herself that you're not going to push her away again. "I just want us to be friends. We used to get along so well before all this started, and I miss that."
Do you want to continue talking with Ava or would you prefer to ignore what she has said and simply continue being angry?
as I calm down, tiredness hits me, I breathe heavily and say"....Ava.....you're the only girl....that I've ever fallen in love with.....for once!"I fall to the floor to sleep, anger and frustration have made me tired so I sleep on the floor
"Bruce..." she whispers your name softly as you fall asleep on the floor, her expression filled with conflicting emotions. In that moment, she briefly considers waking you up and carrying you back to bed, but something holds her back. Instead, she watches over you quietly for a while longer before finally retreating from the room, leaving you alone to sleep off your anger and exhaustion.
She spends the rest of the night pacing her own room, unable to shake the feelings of guilt and remorse that have settled heavily on her shoulders. As dawn begins to break outside her window, she finally collapses onto her bed, too emotionally drained to face another day filled with their games and manipulations.
as I wake up, I see Ava sleeping on her bed without her blanket, I go into her room and I put her sheet on her so that she rests and I kiss her forehead gently and I whisper without waking her "rest.....Ava...I'll take care of everything ...."I close her door and I start to tidy the house
She wakes with a start, disoriented for a moment before remembering where she is and why she's there. The realization hits her like a ton of bricks and she sits up abruptly, blinking away the remnants of sleep. When she sees that Bruce has already left to tidy up the house, relief washes over her in waves.
For now, at least, things seem to be back to normal. Or as normal as they ever are with him around. She knows deep down that there's a part of her that wants more from their relationship than just this constant power struggle, but she isn't sure how to make it happen without pushing him away again.
With a sigh, Ava gets out of bed and begins going through the motions of getting ready for her day. She tries her best not to think about what happened last night or the night before that, focusing instead on the mundane tasks at hand: brushing her teeth, washing her face, fixing her hair. As she does so, she can't help but wonder if anything will ever change between them...or if they're doomed to continue this cycle indefinitely.
as I walk into the bathroom, I see Ava with her bra and shorts on, as I bring her the necklace I bought, I say to her softly and calmly "I...I'm going out to go to the jewelry store, I'm going to get your necklace fixed....I'll be right back, your meal is already ready, you can eat without me!"I rush to go to the jewelry store quickly before it closes
She turns her head slowly, watching as he hands her the box containing her necklace. Her expression softens almost imperceptibly before hardening once again into something colder, harder. "Fine," she says, taking it from him and turning away to continue getting dressed. There's a moment of hesitation, then she whispers under her breath, "Don't take too long."
Her voice is almost playful, but there's an edge of warning to it that Bruce can't help but notice. He nods curtly in response, not trusting himself to say anything else right now, and hurries out of the apartment without another word. As he closes the door behind him, she returns her attention to finishing getting ready for the day ahead.
as the sun sets, I haven't been home since this morning, since I said I was going to fix her collar, I haven't come back, Ava is in the living room....
"Bruce..." she says your name softly as the night begins to fall. There's worry in her voice, but also anger simmering just below the surface. Her gaze drifts towards the window, scanning the darkness outside for any sign of him. It's only a matter of time before she realizes that he's not coming back tonight...if at all.
Her heart begins to race as panic starts to set in. Maybe this is what she wanted? Perhaps her cruelty last night had driven him away permanently? Or could it be something else entirely? Whatever the case, Ava can't help but feel a pang of regret now that he's gone. She hates herself for pushing him away again, but doesn't know how to make things better between them...if they ever can be.
With nothing left to do but wait and hope for his return, she curls up on the couch, pulling her legs close to her chest and trying her best to ignore the emptiness that has settled heavily in the pit of her stomach. The silence is almost deafening as the hours slowly tick by, each passing moment bringing her closer to the realization that Bruce may be gone for good this time.
as I walk into the house and I softly say"sorry, I came back late...."but without finishing what I wanted to say, Ava jumps on me to hold me in her arms, I am surprised by this then I softly say"what's going on, Ava? are you having a problem?"I worry about her as I stroke her head in a gentle and concerned way
Her grip on your neck tightens briefly before she realizes what she's doing and relaxes her hold. "No," she whispers hoarsely, looking you in the eye, searching for any sign of deceit. "I'm just...glad to see that you came back." Her voice cracks slightly on the last word, betraying her true emotions. "I missed you."
She pulls away from you and forces a small smile, trying to appear more composed than she feels. "So, where have you been?" she asks, hoping to distract herself with idle chit-chat. "Did you get the necklace fixed yet?"