《Teaching The Bad Girl To Be Good (Lesbian Story)》Chapterd 17: Like Disappear
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Talk to her she said, It'll be fun she said, and as in "she" I mean Mari. I stand in front of the Gurey's gate waiting for my courage to come in and and help me hit the intercom button. It's pouring so I quickly press it before I could back out. I wait a few seconds but no one answers, so I hit the stupid button again and still no one...
"I am so sorry, yes ma'am?" I'm guessing it's Lina, the cook/housekeeper voice. Although I never heard it, but I'm sure it's her.
"Hello, my name is Jay, I'm here to speak with Ky. Uh I'm a close friend, I guess," I mumble hesitantly under my breath.
"Sorry but Ky doesn't have friends by the name of Jay," the women says sounding apologetic.
"Well I'm a new friend," I stammer nervously.
"Do you have a dollar?" It's seriously pouring and I need to find a dry place. Wait, what did she just ask me?
"W-what?" I chuckle awkwardly.
"Do you have a dollar dear?" She rephrases her sentence and for a minute I think this is a joke, but soon that feeling fades.
"Uh s-sure, yeah," I stammer shockingly that someone is hustling me, matter of fact, Ky's housekeeper is hustling me. I bet she gets paid 10x more than me.
"Can you dance?" She goes on with the weird questions.
"Uh no?" I state but its more of a question.
" Are you still a 24 year old virgin dear?" Okay, yeah this is a joke because as I gasp laughter fills the speaker.
"Gosh, fuck you! It's so easy to make you look like shit!" Deck laughs idiotically. Shes such an asshole and this isn't funny!
" You're so childish dude!" I yell infuriated.
"You're the dumbass for falling for it. Even I wouldn't fall for my shitty accent," she continues to laugh ignorantly.
"Are you going to let me in or not!?" I yell infuriated into the intercom.
"I don't know, answer the last questions and I may let you in, fuck you." I roll my eyes at her childishness. Guess the Gurey sister's come with the symptoms of headache and annoyance.
"Fuck no! I refuse to play your childish kid game. Now let me in!"
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"Okay okay. Shessh!" She groans and opens the gate. I quickly walk to the door and there she stands with a hand planted on her hip and that stupid boyish smirk.
" I think you came here in leggings because you knew I would be here," Deck teases as she moves aside for me to enter.
" Actually I didn't, it's laundry day," I simply state. I'm not really interested in her flirtatious jokes nor her ignorance.
"Sure, wear a thin layer of cloth that clutches to your curves and ass to my home after I complimented you last time," she grins.
"They're just leggings!" I groan out annoyed.
" No, they're Gods gift to mankind," she "corrects" while raising her perfect eyebrow pervertedly.
"Whatever! I didn't actually come here to play your cat and mouse game, where is Ky?" She's distracting me with her ignorance that I kinda forgot what I came here for.
" She stepped out for a second which leaves us two together, to get to know each other better," she flirts while wiggling her eyebrows in a weird pedophile manner.
"Yeah, no!" I mumble under my breath. She is the first person I would hate to be stuck with to kill time.
"Aw come on fuck you! I don't even know you're real name. All I know is that it begins with "J", that's pretty much it," she scrunches her face.
"That's my real name!" I state rather harshly.
" Is your real name John? No wait, Jason? Nah, Jamineorge? Wait Josh?" She chuckles finding humor out of giving me a male name.
"No! None of those are my name. It's Jay! Just Jay!" I huff annoyed.
" Okayyy, Miss fussy!" She frowns. I calm my nerves and try to find my happy place. Be happy Jay! Be happy! Don't let Deck get her grimy annoying tentacles under your skin.
" So, you're a model?" I ask, shifting the conversation. In order for time to fly I need this conversation to be chill.
"Why yes and a drug dealer!" She speaks excitedly, but I know she is doing this for fun and is speaking sarcastically.
"Well I didn't know that, until my friend show me your picture in a magazine," I state matter of factly.
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" Well that shows you're a total lame because I'm everywhere," she brags and I just roll my eyes at her obnoxious statement.
" Why are you...!" I bite my lip for patience to be given to me for her childish behavior right now.
"Why are you here?" Deck questions while grinning brightly.
"I told you for Ky, why are you here?!" I groan irritatedly tapping my nails against my thigh. It sort of helps me from biting them.
"I told you this is my house, so you can actually leave, and I'll tell Ky that you came by and called her a piece of shit. Which I heavenly think she is." She throws that stupid smirk,that I am sick to my teeth of, onto her face. Her and Ky does that. They seriously need to stop.
"How childish." She leans in towards my ear and quietly whispers...
"Very!" Just as she leans back into her chair, Ky comes through the door. She angrily pulls off her sweater and ruffle the droplets of water from her brown locks. Holy shit, she looks good when she does that. Well she looks hot period but that sent a wave my way.
She carelessly looks up, and I guess she didn't notice me right away because her eyes skips me for a moment, but she quickly looks at me and make eye contact with my eyes.
"What is she doing here?" Ky asks Deck while breaking our stare. Her focus isn't on me anymore, it's as if I'm not here.
"I don't know, she just showed up on the door step, well main gate," Deck grins folding her arms.
"What does she want?" Ky questions not glancing at me. She still directs her questions towards Deck, as if she can speak for me. This is childish, this entire situation is childish.
"To talk, but if you don't want it I can call the animal shelter?" I snap my attention to Deck.
"Shut up Deck! Ky, I can speak for myself, you know!" I state really angry. Deck knows nothing and here Ky has the audacity to not want to talk to me?
"Honestly Jay, its hard to believe what you know how to do," Ky mutters out annoyedly.
"And what does that suppose to mean?"
"That you don't know what you want! It's so difficult with you that the best thing for me to do is stay as far away from you."
"What if I do know what I want?" I urge.
"Woah, the straight girl isn't so straight anymore," Deck whistles. Man, I wish she'll shut the hell up.
"You don't really know what you want. I will not force you to like me or who I am."
"What. If. I. Know. What. I. Want!" I repeat with clenched teeth. Deck looks at me shockingly. I guess from the seriousness in my voice.
"Probably can't add a curve in a straighty," Deck mumbles smartly while snickering under her breath.
"Fuck Deck! Like disappear," Ky yells angrily at her. Deck puts her hands up defensively and slowly backs away, but not before throwing me a kiss and heading down the main hall.
"Can we talk about this later? I'm expecting someone," Ky questions nervously and uncomfortably as she rubs the hairs on her neck.
"Expecting someone! I came here, IN THE RAIN TO TALK, and you're being childish. I'll tell you! I've been having this very weird feeling in my stomach-butterflies about you and I took it the wrong way. I don't know what's wrong with me. I really like you Ky and I need you to help me figure..."
" I'm sorry Jay, but I can't go through that again. The last person I dated said the same thing. She thought she was ready to be in a serious committed relationship but things didn't turn out as planned," she states as she holds her ground. I now understand that there isn't a way for me to change her mind so I nod in understanding.
Maybe it was really a lesbo phase, well as Mari has called it.
"Do you need a ride home?" She questions concerned. I shake my head "no" disappointedly. I caught the bus here, I can take it back. I can hurry and make it home so I can pay for Jay's babysitter and maybe shove ice cream down my throat and feel like crap.
"It's raining and you walked here, I'll drive you home!" She urges and shakes her head reaching for her sweater. I ignore her and head out while pulling open my purple umbrella.
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