Loving the Stalker Under my Bed

Chapter 14 – A Little Restroom Break

Chapter 10 – A Little Restroom Break

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“I will surely miss you, Ada. Let’s go to the same university, please.”

Sandra, Pam’s best friend, is lightly slapping my face as she says those words. I don’t even have to feel awful, since this has been a daily routine of ours and their hideous actions escalated even more as graduation nears.

It was as if they were all trying to exhaust all the use that I have until my expiration date.

That was a given point since they cannot control the will of the adults. They can only have fun while we are in the same place. My time with them would last until what our high school life could bring.

And so, their bullying has reached the point that even some of our classmates, who manage to retain a drop of their conscience, decided to wash their hands away from this crime.

The only constant thing in this educational institution is the faculty who choose to feign ignorance until the very end.

Not a single one of them dared to put a stop to this fiasco. Certainly applaudable.

“Sandra, my uterus is about to burst. I have to pee. Come with me.”

That made me use my brain. Every single person who hears that needs to stop for a couple of seconds to process it. Pam was truly amusing for being the kind of i***t that could make anyone blow their minds.

I thought Pam was seriously joking when she said that her uterus was somehow connected to her bladder. They are near each other, but not even once in my life have I heard of them being in the same group of organs.

Even Sandra was left in awe because of what Pam said.

I suddenly feel sorry for our father who can’t buy a brain for this i***t. My lips almost drew a smile after that stupidity, but I held it in since smiling would only get me into trouble.

“Bladder, Pam. Your bladder contains your urine. The uterus is for the baby. At least learn how to differentiate between the two.”

Oh, my. She is triggered. Who won’t? Stupidity is a disease that can never be cured. I once heard that Sandra only befriended Pam since my lovely sister loves to pamper the former with gifts. And since birds with the same feather fly together, everyone might start thinking that Sandra is also a dumbass like her friend.

Sandra would never accept such a degrading label in her own name. She is patiently holding on, but it doesn’t mean much when she reaches the point where a person can no longer tolerate my sister’s stupidity.

Hollow bitches. I wonder how long their friendship will last. Would it extend even after graduation?

“Hehe, Aren’t they the same? Stop fussing about it. I really need to go now.”

Girls going to the toilet together has been a source of heated debate for quite some time now. The logic of needing to pee together raised a lot of brows, especially among men.

And I want to question the same since I’m not a fan of walking hand in hand together just to sit in the toilet.

“Hey, come with us…”

And I truly despise that they always involve me whenever they find a need to do so. I don’t even want to stand from my seat right now.

“…Pam, you know what? I saw your ugly sister smirking at your uterus statement. Did she think that she was a smarty pant? I think that she is berating you with that face of hers.”

I never smiled. I knew what would happen to me, so I never shed a single emotion, not a little bit, while the rest of our classmates called her an i***t behind her back.

Sickening demon. Sandra should be thankful that the death note is not real. I’m not into the petty idea of getting revenge, but writing her name in that cursed notebook would have been a sight to see.

I’ll be sure to use my imagination when I gave her the type of gruesome death that she could only experience in her nightmare.

“I didn’t –“

I tried to deny Sandra’s lies but a skin-tearing slap made it to my face. It made me speechless. That slap shook the hell out of me and so is the woman who did it.

We are still inside the restroom, and the fact that Pam hasn’t washed her hand bothered me a lot. What she did disgusts the burning hell out of me. I wanted to run away but Sandra showed no repentance as she crossed her arms in front of my way.

That is her way of showing superiority over all her victims. What a petty woman. Must be nice to live having that messy brain of hers. It made me remember the first day this bullying started.

It was she who instigated this thing as well.

Pam and I might not be the closest siblings in the world, but never did this birdbrain try to harass me even once. Only when she met Sandra did things start going awry.

A demon in disguise. Sandra has proven herself to be the epitome of wickedness, and I couldn’t be unluckier after meeting her. If only my father had allowed my request to transfer.

Starting all over again in a different school is much more acceptable for me. I’m not even a masochist. Suffering from this b***h’s hand is a thing that I never dreamed about.

“Are you trying to say that I lied to Pam? What do you take me for, Ada? Don’t lump with me a sorry ass like you.”

“Are you crazy, Ada? How dare you make fun of me and my best friend?”

Pam grabbed my ears and pulled them hard while her other hand effortlessly made it to my hair. I wanted to scream, but doing so would only invite more trouble.

Another student will be more likely to come rather than a teacher.

I don’t want to be ganged up like last time by ten bitches at the same time. Just these two are more than enough for me to handle.

“I …- “

Scratches and more slaps stopped my lips from completing my explanation. I caught a glimpse of their expressions and nothing, but happiness could be seen in them.

These two are enjoying every moment of my suffering in their hands.

Demons. If evil has a face, then there is no doubt that it took the form of these two. I can’t even fathom how they could hit someone just because of their superiority complex.

I find it hard to believe that such beings are allowed to stay in this world.

“Do you think that you are better than me just because you have a good brain? Ada, you are nothing but a parasite in our family. Remember that for the rest of your life."

I was down on my knees, my skin scraping the dirty floor, while Pam’s long nails were digging into my shoulder. Their actions hurt a lot, but those words are making me feel more miserable.

Listening to that damn truth is harder than receiving their kicks and hits. It always deals irreparable damage to me.

“Enough for now, Pam. The class will start soon. Let’s not just forget about this. Ada will be with us forever, so we could just take our sweet time with her.”

Those words sounded so ominous that I can’t help but be concerned. Sandra is not the type to think about the people who will witness the atrocity that she is doing. She won’t stop until I’m black and blue.

Her family is richer than ours and there is no doubt that she is being treated as a princess. Pam has been bragging about it since they became close to the point that even Nancy asked her to stop talking about it.

“You should be thankful that Sandra is so nice to you!”

I did not say a word about it. My head bowed low at them to hide the hatred that was running deep in my eyes.

Just a little bit. I only have to hold on a little more and things will be better soon.

All I need to do is to look forward to a life without these people. And that life will soon be given to me.