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Chapter 14 - 014 · A Cursed Mathiasen

Mass release: 8/16

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Lovise Holst-Mathiasen

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"Didn't you call yourself a wolf, so I'll pet you if you do it."

"Pet me where?" He licked his lips, provokingly.

"On your head," I scoffed.

"Which one?"

Gasping, I pushed him away and jumped off of him, "Keep testing your lucky, puppy," I scowled. "Drink the water."

Clicking his tongue, he pouted, "Aye," then he took a long sip.

Grinning mockingly, I mentally counted to 3 and he coughed, then ran to the bathroom, cursing loudly and making disgusted noises, even more dramatically than me. "Mmhm, overreacting, was I?" I mocked.

"Fuck you," he cursed from the bathroom, going for the toothpaste.

Laughing, I crossed my arms, "I bet you wanna."

"Ugh," he growled, trying to get the taste off.

Timmy stood up, "Oh, come on, it can't be that bad."

"Don't try that, Timmy," Jose cried, "you will vomit."

"Try it," I said at the same time.

"She's gotta be a masochist," Severin mumble to the girls.

"I'm not saying this just to enjoy making him suffer like us, I'm not that much a jerk, baby boy," I scowled at him, rolling my eyes. "I knew that Jose wouldn't like the water just like I didn't, because he's similar to me, and I wanted to see him go through what I did, just so he wouldn't run his pretty and kissable mouth like that. Timmy on the other hand, will like it."

"Pretty and kissable mouth, uh?" Jose grinned, coming out of the bathroom and grabbing the normal water I had drank half of just now, and drinking from it. "If you want more kisses, you just have to say the word, Love, if the kiss is yours, I wouldn't mind at all. I would also like to take you up on your offer to sleep together, at least until the games start, then we will be each on our own. I'm a lone wolf," he winked.

I scoffed, "Hah, now that you want to, I don't want anymore."

"Mmhm," he purred. "Quite charming what you're doing."

I gave him the middle finger, unable not to laugh, "Fuck you."

"Only if you wanna," he winked.

Ignoring him, I turned to Timmy, "Try the water, you'll like it."

He narrowed his eyes at me, "Don't be mean, I trust you, Love."

Giggling, I rolled my eyes, "Try the water, Timmy."

Without questioning, he picked the bottle me and Jose drank from and took a sip, then another, eyes widening, he drank more, and more, until he had drank it all, "Oh?" He giggled lovely. "It's good. It's delicious."

I nodded with a smug, "I told you."

"Knows-it-all," Severin clicked his tongue and Jose laughed.

"Oh, don't call me that, baby boy," I said mischievously.

"Don't call me that, I'm 6 years older than you, it's weird."

"So, you're 27?" I took a good look at him, "You look younger than you are, seems like you have a baby face, baby boy."

He glared at me, "You are unbearable."

"It's my charm," I winked.

Turning on my toes, I went to Jose whose as standing up, got on the tip of my toes, grabbed him by his shirt, forcing him to bend down, and kissed him, it was short but slow kiss, just to leave him wanting more, then I nuzzled our noses and gave him one more quick kiss, before pushing him hard on his bed, grabbing another bottle of the blue-lid normal (for me) water and going to my bed.

"There, your compensation for drinking the water, puppy."

"How can you kiss so well," he cried, still on where I pushed him in the bed, hands on his chest.

"I'm build different, darling," I said with a smug.

"Ugh, stop it, being with your horny asses on the train was envying enough," Timmy cried, grabbing another sparkling water bottle. "Instead of using your pretty mouth to kiss wolf boy, why don't you keep telling us the story, from where you stopped, before drinking the water, Love?"

"Oh, I have pretty lips?" I beamed dramatically, and he pouted at me. "You do too," that made him blush, "if you want to try kissing a girl, friendly, you can tell me, I'll kiss you too," his jaw dropped and Jose let out a fake jealous groan, making me laugh. "Alright, where was I?"

"Oh, thank Gods!" Severin growled and the girls laughed, watching our circus unfold. "I was about to puke here from your horniness show."

"It was just a kiss," I scoffed and he rolled his eyes.

"You were going to tell us about the 63rd game," Arina chuckled.

"Yes, thank you, Ari, let's end this romance talk," Timmy cried.

"It's a fling," Jose mocked. "Not a romance."

"I back that up," I added, and when he winked at me, I winked back.

"Regardless, it hurts my sight," Severin mocked.

"Are you a virgin or something?" I mocked.

He gasped, "Absolutely not. Are you?"

"Yes," I chuckled. "Why you're acting like a prude then?"

His jaw dropped, "I am not."

"There's nothing wrong with being a virgin, I won't judge you."

"I am not a virgin, you infuriating brat," then he showed me his left hand with a ring in his ring finger. "I am literally married."

"And you volunteered to do… this?" I mocked. "Is it that bad?"

"I didn't volunteer," he scoffed incredulously. "My wife did, but as she can't do this now, because she's pregnant, I am in her place. What about you? You act all-mighty and as if you're the smartest out there or the most prettier girl in the world and nobody was nothing compared to you, and you're still a virgin? At 21? Really? Why? Was it because nobody has ever wanted anything to do with you for being a cursed Mathiasen? Or was it because you are just too fucking annoying, insufferable, unbearable, and no one had the guts to volunteer to be with you even out of pity? I doubt you were loved, given how your people attacked you with tomatoes."

I froze. There was no denying how that hit me.

And by how he swallowed when I didn't snap back at me and his eyes widened at both what he said and how I froze, I know he knows it.

Swallowing hard, I clenched my jaw and forced myself to laugh, but it came out just as bitter as I feel. I feel like disappearing and hiding into the woods, but it's not like I can do that, can I? No, I fucking can't, because I can't leave this damn place, even if I wanted to, which I don't.

"You are right about one thing," I said after a uncomfortably long silence, staring at him, refusing to look away, "nobody ever wanted shit to do with me, because I'm a cursed Mathiasen. I never had friends, the only people I had were my older brother, my mom, and my paternal aunt, since Greta abandoned me when I was little, as she probably wanted out bloodline to end on my brother, or in my mom even. I never met my father, thanks to these amazing games."