Page 14 of My Rules for Revenge
Heather laughed aloud for several moments while I began to grow increasingly frustrated.
“Why are you laughing? I’m opening myself up to you. I literally just told you that I’m a virgin.”
“Yeah, and I literally don’t know why you would tell me that.”
“So, what? Is that a ‘NO’? ”
“Obviously, it’s a ‘No.’ You’re fucking weird,” Heather scoffed.
“Hey, I’m not weird. I was just making you an offer. There’s no need to insult me. You’re acting like teenagers never have sex. It happens all the time. It’s a normal thing to talk about and discuss.”
“You’re talking about it like it’s a fucking business transaction. I’m not a hooker. Please leave. I’m shaking because of how mad I am right now.”
My frustration reached a boiling point and quickly grew to anger. I grabbed the box of chocolates and smashed it on the floor. They scattered everywhere. Heather angrily stood back up and walked closer to me.
“What the hell is your problem? I was minding my own business, reading alone, and you just come in here with your stupid bullshit. I don’t care about your girl problems. It isn’t my job to solve them, you stinking loser. It’s not my fault you’reconsidered completely unattractive by the majority of the female population!”
I took a few steps back and felt like I was about to shed tears. No matter how many rejections I had gotten, none of those girls treated me as badly as Heather Chang. Sure, they’d run and outright say, “NO,” but they’d never go out of their way to insult and degrade me. This felt deeply personal, and I wasn’t certain what I had done to Heather to deserve it.
“You know what… I’ve figured it out,” I remarked.
“Figured what out? That you need to pick up these chocolates before I dropkick you in the ass?”
“No, not that. They can stay on the floor for now. What I’ve figured out is that you’re just a tease. That’s all you are. You act like you’re attracted to guys, but you’re just leading them on,” I explained.
“What? What the hell are you saying? You’re nuts. How am I a tease?”
“You acted all nice when I came here, and now you’ve suddenly switched up on me,” I pointed out.
“Yeah, because you tried to hire me like a prostitute. Did you forget about that?”
I closed my fists and felt a burning sensation deeply embedded in my heart.
“Wow! Heather—I didn’t know you were such askank!”
There was something that seemed to ignite in Heather’s eyes, like someone had soaked aerosol cans in gasoline and had tossed a lighter onto them, and a fiery, colossal explosion soon followed.
In a flash of white light, Heather grabbed a textbook from the bookshelf and rushed back over to me. Her jaw was tightly clenched, and so were my ass cheeks.
She gripped my collar and began to beat the living daylights out of me with the book. I tried to break free, but she kicked theback of my leg, which caused me to drop down to my knees, and she hit me so hard I was beginning to see stars. I saw the blood rushing to her cheeks as she continued. The front cover became bent out of shape as she continued to pummel my face while I shut my eyes in horror. This incredibly violent assault ended up giving me purplish bruises all over my face.
“Ow, man. What the hell is your deal? You’re hurting me,” I screamed.
“Good,” Heather replied.
Before I had a chance to do anything at all, Heather forcibly pushed me out the door. I tripped and fell on the floor.
“Call me that again and you’ll need an ambulance,” she said, out of breath.
She whipped out her phone and began to record me.
“Look, everyone, it’s Jacob. Be careful with this one. I was forced to kick his ass. Don’t be alone with him. He might try something. He apparently can’t contain his horny virgin impulses.”
I managed to utter a groan before she left me with a parting gift. She came over to me with my sunflower and viciously ripped it apart, letting the petals fall onto me. Then she grabbed all of the chocolates that had been on the floor and smushed them into her hand by making a tight fist. She dropped to the floor, violently yanked my hair back, and shoved the melted chocolates into my screaming mouth as I choked on them.
Once she wiped her hand on my shirt, she went back and grabbed the heaviest textbook she could find and pointed the edge towards me and launched it straight at my head. It banged against the side of my head and caused my ears to ring.
After she slammed the door shut, I took a few minutes to recover. I caught my breath and tried to calm down—it didn’t work. I picked up the textbook and threw it at the wall as hard as I could—to say that I was furious was an understatementbecause I had never been so humiliated by a girl before in my entire life.
