And get what I deserve.

And get what I deserve.

I’m woken the next day by loud banging at my front door. I can hear someone shouting from outside. “Open up!”

Dazed and disoriented I have no idea what is happening to begin with. My throat is unbelievably dry. I try and croak back that I’m coming but can barely manage a sound. I stumble up from the bed and pick my boxers up off the floor where they were discarded last night. I want to hunt around and find some more clothes but the incessant banging and shouting at my front door won’t let me. I embarrassingly think of the neighbours and what they must be thinking at this time of the morning. What time even is it?

Forcing my sore and worn muscles to move quicker, I part-stumble, part-run to the door and open it up.

“You fucked her didn’t you!”

Yui is standing on the other side of the door looking madder than I could ever believe. Her eyes are burning embers of rage and anger.

“No… I…” That is all I manage to get out before Yui cuts me off completely.

“Don’t you fucking lie to me! Tell me those are her panties on the backseat of your car then. My god! You stink of that disgusting WHORE!”

“Yui… I…”

Slap! I am smacked hard in the face. Far harder and with so much more **** than I smacked Piya’s bum the night before. I’m staggered and spun with the **** of the blow.

“Don’t you ever try speaking to me again. You and that fucking SLUT deserve each other!”

And with that, Yui turns 180 on her heels and storms away from me. The clack of her small heels echoing on the concrete as she walks out of my life for good, I surmise. I don’t dare go after her. I couldn’t even if I was brave enough to. Pain suddenly flared to life in my cheek and cutting through the adrenaline that situation had just given me. I can feel Yui’s palm print coming to life on the side of my face and… did she rattle some teeth?

I close my front door now that Yui has gone and headed into my kitchen. The first thing I do is get a packet of peas and corn out of the freezer and stick it to the side of my mouth. The second thing I do is find my phone and try and call Piya.

No answer.

A dozen or more times I try and call her. All throughout the day. I tried to get a hold of Piya through her Messenger and Insta but have had no luck either. I’d given up on reaching her when I tried one last time that afternoon. Shockingly she picked up.

“Hello,” Piya answers and I can hear the glee and self-satisfaction in her voice.

“What the fuck Piya! I’ve been calling you all day.”

“I know. I was having a very romantic day with my boyfriend.”

“Boyfriend! Yui found out about us and she’s pissed. You promised no one would ever know.”

“I lied. If I couldn’t have you, no one can.”

“What did you tell her?”

“Nothing. I just sent her a photo of me in your bed. You looked so handsome sleeping like that I thought Yui would want to see it. I told you you gave me exactly what I needed.” Piya laughs. I don’t know how the sound of such glee can sound evil but it does.

“What about your boyfriend? What’s he going to think about us fucking?”

“I told him you came onto me again, just like last time, but I turned you down. He’s very annoyed at you. I’d probably avoid him if you see him,” Piya warns.

“I’ll kick his teeth in if he tries anything.”

“Ooh, baby! You’re going to get me all turned on again if you talk like that.”

“I have proof I didn’t just come onto you. I have your panties in my car still.”

“Keep them. They’re my gift to you. Smell them when you're all alone tonight playing with yourself.”

“Piya, I…”

She cuts me off. “Anyways I’ve got to go. I’m going to give my boyfriend a blowjob. I do this thing where I swirl my tongue and…” She stops to laugh again. “Oh wait, I didn’t do that for you. Anyway, bbbyyyeee!”

Piya hangs up.