Chapter 20 (1/1)
"That's just what happens sometimes," I chuckled, combing my hands through her hair. Dara pulled away, frowning at the mess she happened to make. Rolling off her knees, she picked her body up and shimmied off the bed. I watched in my own daze as she smoothed out the soft wrinkles in her shirt and searched for her panties and shorts.
"Why are you getting dressed?" I questioned, propping myself are my elbows as she slipped on her cotton panties.
"I'm going home," she scoffed, "Gosh, I don't even know why I even came here. You really are a freaking dog."
"You came here because you wanted to. I wasn't there to force you to get I the cab, right?" I laid back down and sighed, "But if you want to leave, be my fucking guest."
"...and how do you suppose I get home? I don't even know my way around here."
I shrugged my shoulders, tiredly closing my eyes.
With a screechy growl, she pulled on her shorts and stormed out of my bedroom only to collide with my sister.
"I knew I heard another voice in this house. Are you another one of Jiyong's whores?" she sneered towards Dara, who was taken aback. Looking back at my door, she shook her head.
"Have you ever thought of taking him to a psychologist?" Dara plainly suggested.
"Sure. Plenty of times, but Ji doesn't think he has anything wrong with him."
"There's obviously something wrong with him if he thinks I'm going to sleep with him," she sighed as she walked past Dami, my sister.
"Chick, if you gave him play, he's already got you," Dami called out as she watched Dara zoom down the stairs. Then, she turned on her heels and pushed my door open, "Dude, cover your shit. I'm coming in." Before she could take a step any further, I threw my flat sheet over my naked and still soiled body.