05
375 Words
Greg's POV
I laid down on the fluffy bed, I hated it so well when she called me a demon. I mean, any one can call me that and I won't get tensed up, but not her, no, who the hell is she to call me that?
She is gonna remain in there for all I please, and for all I care.
The ringtone of my phone shattered my attention, I cussed and reached out my hand to the drawer pulling it out.
Glancing at the caller ID, a soft sigh escaped my lips, it was Jones.
"Sup Mr grumpy?” Jones greeted.
Jones is my friend, he is more of a brother though.
“What's the aim of your calling?” I asked neglecting his question.
“C'mon Gregory, it has been ages since we last spoke”, he echoed from the other end.
I scoffed.
“If you have nothing more important to say, then get off my phone”, I uttered coldly and was about terminating the call.
“Hold on bro, don't hang up on me”, he said and I stopped in my tracks, “just wanted to ask if you got the particular girl you purchased”, he blurted.
“Yea”, I replied.
“Woah!” He exclaimed, “that means you are really hell bent on getting back at Clems huh?” He shrieked and I could feel he was smiling.
“Yes, I hate Clems, and I will use her to get back at him for all I please, I will so torture her to the last thing within me”, I echoed.
“Wow! You are really determine on getting your revenge dude”, he mumbled and I said nothing in reply.
“Are you gonna attend Nelson's engagement party by dusk tomorrow?” He asked, digressing.
“Sure I will”, I replied, “so can I sleep now?” I questioned already getting pissed off.
“Yes, sure. Can't wait to see you and your new prey tommorow”, he sounded and I slid to the end button not wanting to hear any more of his annoying talk.
Few minutes later, I dozed off.
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