Mr. Right and the Playgirl

“Eewwww!!!!”

A piercing cry had escaped from Alicia with such revulsion and devastation. Her whole cheerleading uniform was filled with the expelled matters that were cleared from my jeopardized digestive system. She was damp and was rotten malodorous, like she just took a bath on a big damp site near the pool of excrement area.

My conscience was eating me. All I could execute is to place a palm on my mouth with such amusement and mortification. And nothing had kicked my brains to coach me what the hell I should do with Alicia’s infelicitous exterior contaminated with the certain rotten staple and some had even reached her jaw and face.

Then I heard the unlady-like snort freed from Kaira’s lips, who was somehow appalled but adoring the moment, and a sadistic ridicule was painted all over her face. She matched my action when she caught me gawking at her.

Then both of us stood in an equal moment of duration. “A-Alicia, I-I’m really sorry- I-I didn’t mean to…” I trailed off when Alicia began to winced like a doleful meager of gourmand, and she surveyed her cleavage and breasts that were crowded with full goo of matters and votimus content.

Kaira had hijacked Alicia’s arms and facilitated her to mount up from the grassy floor. “I’ll take care of her Ethan, you just go and wash up.” Kaira instructed controlling her nose not to form a crank from her face and holding back her budding vicious smirk whilst Alicia was beginning to sob in loathing. I just stared at them when they were disappearing from my sight as they entered the corner where the comfort rooms will be found.

Jaz

“Oww! Careful, my ankle is still aching!” I bellowed with demand as Clyde took the bandage from my ankle while cleansing my damaged foot. And this saint-like brother of mine who has a good potential in nursing or being a domestic helper, clutched my foot with a slight pressure of force that made me feel prickling agony on my skin.

“Yes your highness.” He made a replica smile and headed his eyes heavenward. His sarcasm is really getting under my skin just like Tyron, no wonder the two of them had almost the same faces with the same set of uncooked pasta of brains. Then my bloody attention diverted on my roaring phone on my table. I nudged my bad foot on Clyde’s nose whilst he stumbled down shrieking with disgust when he inhaled the decayed whiff of my foot.

I giggled at his disdain reaction. “What the hell your highness?!” I could see he was provoked and red blazes had painted his face. He engraved a deep irritated scowl on his handsome visage. “Please get my phone, dear butler.” Now, a little revenge is not that bad right? And I built a triumphant smile on the corners of my lips when he obligatorily handed my barking phone.

My smirk grew wider and my nerves and system were jam-packed with wild excitement, when I saw Kaira was calling. “Hey Kai!” My voice sounded so chirpy and when I glanced at Clyde he just shook his head while fighting back his twitching smirk.

She began to laugh so hard with such ridicule in her tone. “Kaira what the hell? Don’t tell me you’re watching a clown stripper right now?” I jested but still a little too excited about the tone of her laugh. It somehow says that is has a big news to blow.

Clyde rolled his eyes at me and smirked whilst mouthing ‘Clown Stripper?’ I just stuck my tongue out at him. “OH-my GO-HAHAHA-HASH!” Kaira began and I could hear her panting after a few several seconds of trying to stop herself from laughing again.

“Kaira you’re really fueling my excitement so will you just spit it out?!” I demanded and I know she could feel my evil smile growing. “Okay.” She breathed in again. “You won’t believe this. But Ethan, had just spat out his vomit on Alicia’s chest!” She laughed again and this time when the ridicule had finally hit me, I matched her vicious laugh.

“THAT.IS.CLASSIC!” I screeched at the top of my lungs and I accidentally raised my bad foot again and hit it gently on Clyde’s nose. He grunted when he emitted himself off the bed and I laugh harder this time, seeing Clyde’s disgusted reaction that had surely matched Alicia’s former uproar.

“Did you have a photo of how does she looks like?!” I squealed in a hundred raging percent of excitement and clutched my phone more firmly. “Like hell YEAH!” She yelped. “She totally looks like a big pig done taking a bath in a big pool of excrements and was about to be slaughtered anytime soon.”

With that my friend, I had never laughed this tough in my whole entire life. And my stomach is now aching with such happiness still flowing inside it. But then something had hit me.

Ethan.

My laughter was brought to an abrupt halt.“Kaira, is Ethan sick?” My excitement went back to zero and was replaced by hundred percent concern and deep sympathy. “Nope, but I think he’s uhm…sick with Alicia’s smell. Does Ethan have any allergies or illness when it comes to hard and strong scent of cherries?”

“Oh my fucking gosh! Even the smell of cherries could trigger his allergies. He’s allergic to cherries! Kai, can you please buy him a bottle of water then let him eat an apple. It will help his digestive system to go back to its normal circumstance.” That’s one of the reasons why I always give him apples but he’s just too hard headed sometimes to accept it.

“Sure Dr. Jaz, don’t worry I’ll take care of your boyfriend for a while.” She promised. “He’s not my boyfriend!” I became so defensive. I don’t wanna claim that Ethan is mine to keep, I just want him to be…happy with someone who deserves him…even if it’s not me.