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Chapter 6: First Night Part II
When Jerk face started yammering at Hotaru, my curiosity about what that paper had was at its peak.
"What was in that paper? And why is Ruka laughing while looking at me?" I spoke out loud, brows furrowing. The paper is really starting to bother me.
Just as Hotaru started to speak, Jerk face immediately interrupted her.
"You don't have to know." He threateningly began to speak.
He turned to Hotaru. "Where the hell did you get these papers? Don't tell me that old man told you about that nonsense and actually paid you for helping?" What the hell is this jerk talking about?
"As a matter of fact, yes he did. I don't see any problems at all." Hotaru raised her brow and got another paper from her bag. She pushed it towards me but the Jerk snatched it from her hands, tearing the paper apart.
"Hey!" I complained.
I was about to blabber when the Jerk actually glanced at me weirdly and turned to look at Hotaru. Seemingly, they were having a silent conversation about something. Too bad that something was killing me.
"Hotaru! What's on the paper he just ripped?" I stood up and ran towards Hotaru, kicking the Jerk's leg on the process.
He winced.
I continued to run.
I had to thank this small living room for having such small space.
Once I arrive in front of Hotaru, I immediately rummaged through her bag hoping that somehow she had copied at least a dozen of the paper the infuriating jerk had ripped twice. Unfortunately for me, the only thing I found inside her bag was a pair of panties – which Ruka blushed to seeing –, a small bottle of sports drink, two posters of exclusive crab brains with a sign '50% discount' below and other things I don't want to identify. Talk about random.
"Don't forget to put all of that back inside my bag. Otherwise I'll show off your lingerie in front of the neighborhood." Hotaru threatened.
I paled. I quickly put all her things back to her bag.
The 'lingerie' Hotaru was talking about was a mistake. Well, a mistake I don't ever want to remember.
It was the time when I accidentally day dreamed on the shopping mall that I forgot about my spoil-my-grandchild-to-the-core grandpa when I realized I had been staring at a very revealing and very embarrassing underwear that makes me blush to the bones. Before I knew it, I got it on my room and all of a sudden Hotaru had something on me when she found it deep inside my drawer. Thinking about it now, it really was my fault that Hotaru can do whatever she wants. Who could blame me anyway? Knowing her, she's not too fond of empty threats and my mind goes swimming into countless possibilities of humiliation and horrifying experiences.
Over twenty minutes, we discussed about all of our problems – living in the house, how the three…four knew each other, the paper (which Hotaru and the Jerk had kept exclusively silent about), and how we should work things out.
Apparently, Hotaru, Ruka, the jerk and his little brother had known each other since they were small, which I found disturbing because I thought Hotaru and I were always together… even now, also because she never mentioned any of their interactions with me. How should I say this…. I'm a bit sad to hear about it. Hotaru and I are the best of friends but I never imagined her to be secretive of her other friends.
In regards of living in the house with the jerk, Hotaru planned from the start that we should just live with it and 'argue with each other until we're dead' if that's what we need to stay in the same house.
"You should be thankful that I took the time and effort to make you two live together. You two can work and study at the same time without too much stress. Just work together for the sake of your rent if you two understand what I mean." Hotaru convinced, eating a delicious looking cake from who knows where. I've been hungry these past few minutes, and so, I stared.
"I don't live with crazy girls." The jerk suddenly said.
"I don't live with conceited egotistical guys." I retorted
"I like apples." The little kid said out loud. We all turned to look at him, and he looked at me with twinkling eyes.
No.
He can't possibly mean what I think he means right?
"I like apples." The kid repeated. I looked at him in horror.
"I guess that settles it then. Mikan can live here and cut apples for Yoichi." Hotaru stated. My eyes widened, mouthing her 'NO!'. "I'm sure Natsume doesn't have any problems with it either." She continued. When he didn't say a word, I looked at the Jerk. He was staring at his brother who's staring at me expectantly.
What a horrible time for the kid to realize I was going to cut the damned apple for him.
"First of all, No! I don't want to live here. Second, I hate this guy and this kid-" I pointed at the two who were busy ignoring me. "Besides, the jerk probably feels the same way." I encouraged.
Jerk face faced me. He looked at me suggesting and said something I don't want to hear.
"I could use a maid anyway, so why not? And Yoichi could use someone to cut apples for him."
Okay, now I'm mad. What the hell did he mean 'maid'? What am I? a man-servant exclusively for them? I clenched my hands hard. Really, it's a wonder why it's still not bleeding.
"Hotaru, please. Please don't do this to me. I can just live with you for a few days." I pleaded. I'm starting to lose my confidence in my persuading skills here.
Hotaru looked at me seriously, putting her cup on the table and leaned on my ear.
"Remember, 'Lin-ge-rie'" She softly whispered. And down I go. That's it I can't win. I'll have to die here 70 years too early and maybe then Hotaru would realize how much torment this can bring me. I started to think hard. Should—should I knock this people out and escape? Maybe return home for a while and ask for help? no that's too risky. Wh- what should I do?
My mind and eyes were practically swirling around. I didn't even notice that I was starting to fall down. The hard and painful fall I was expecting never came though. Somebody caught me but I couldn't make out who it was. It was probably Hotaru or maybe Ruka.
Ruka. Why was he so quiet when Hotaru came? He was practically killing himself, laughing when I slapped that Natsume jerk.
That was the last thing I remembered thinking when I fainted.
This is the shortest chap I ever wrote. SOorryT^T
It's just that I feel so guilty, not writing anything for too long. I was off, enjoying myself playing Dragon Nest the whole week. Once again, I'm really very sorry. i'll try to at least make the next chap(not next part) 2k or 3k+, i promise XD.
Btw, there's still a third part in chapter 6 so please don't miss it. Here's a question. Why do you think Mikan fainted and collapsed?
Thank you for all who reviewed, followed and faved. I love you guys so much, I can cry bucketsT^T