Haha.
I’m done with subtlety, but was I ever subtle?
I’m marinating in my bitterness and it feels quite good, honestly. Allowing myself to feel all the feelings that I’ve kept trapped in my body for the past however many months.
Alice:
No.
Not at all!
Hahaha.
Me:
Also, when he does come back, he will most likely accuse me of talking to a guy again. Bc you make me smirk in the best way, and he thinks I’m blushing when I am LAUGHING bc my friend is funny AF.
Timmy returns, and immediately heads to the shower. He knows that will piss me off, and he’s trying to make me think he’s cleaning his dick or something.
Disgusting and vile, just like him.
A while later, he emerges from the bathroom, freshly showered.
“If you must know, I was over there saving someone whose finger was basically falling off,” he says, his tone pompous. “Taking care ofnicepeople, doing therightthing.” He glares at me. “Unlikeyou… you know, why do you have to be soevil?”
“Yep, that’s me. Evil as fuck.” I roll my eyes, not even trying to disguise my contempt.
The way Timmy paints himself as a savior, the neighborhood hero, is such a joke.
And to call me evil?Okay, Captain Delulu.
“Well, you’re going to need to get off that bed because it’s mine,” he says, gesturing toward the mattress.
“Well, if you’re going to be like that, you’re going to need to get out of this apartment because I pay for it,” I gesture around the room.
Game on, Petty Betty.
“You can take the mattress and go hang out with your dangling-finger Captain Hook friend and see how your life goes,” I add. “Put it right out there on the beach.”
Timmy intentionally puts a sci-fi movie on that he knows I won’t like.
So I put my headphones on and blare Machine Gun Kelly.
Two can play this game. As fucked up as it is.
And I’m a stubborn Taurus, after all.
CHAPTER 47
DESPERELLA
DEX
Isit in the shadows of Margaux’s chaotic life, watching Timmy swirl around her like a toxic hurricane. She’s the kind of woman who deserves the world—yet here she is, tethered to this sinking ship of a man.
Today, I’m watching another chapter of the Timmy Show unfold.
Margaux, ever patient, plays Mario Kart with him, her laughter genuine despite her exhaustion. For a while, it’s a moment of peace. But of course, Timmy can’t just let her have that.