After whatever that was, I went straight up to my bedroom, closed my door, and just sat there.
How quickly have things gone downhill haven't they? My plans for today were simple. I wanted to go to the place I'm gonna be staying, maybe make some friends and go to the beach with them.
I don't feel like it anymore. I just feel like staying here, doing nothing all day except feeling sorry for myself, just like I used to.
No Leo. It's okay. It's just two of them, there's 4 other people living here, maybe I can be friends with them.
And about Lucy and Mia, I can just ignore them. Ignore them, and they shall ignore you.
I gathered the courage to go out once more.
I should knock on their doors, introduce myself to them right? Yeah, I'm doing that.
I started by the door to the end of the hallway, taking a deep breath before I finally began knocking.
No one answered. I tried once more, but again, no one answered the door.
I kept going door to door, knocking on each one, and yet it seems like no one would answer.
Well, it's getting pretty late, maybe they're out having dinner or something.
Talking about, I'm very hungry. I skipped lunch because I didn't feel like seeing the faces of the two girls downstairs.
But I'll have to go down eventually.
When I reached the kitchen I saw Mia and Lucy in the middle of making a shared meal together.
As hard as it is to believe, Lucy's personality is generally very accurate to her looks when she is around people she likes, Mia being one of them.
She smiles, laughs and speaks in a cute high pitch tone that fits her facial features perfectly, her golden eyes shining with an innocent allure.
The problem arises when a man comes into her line of sight. She seems to have a huge grudge against people with a dick in between their legs for some reason, and especially against men with docile and quiet personalities like me.
Truly a shame, because I honestly think she's super cute and fun when around people she likes.
I opened the fridge and looked for the stuff I'm going to use for today's dinner.
What should I make? I normally just have Rice and some kind of protein and that's it, but I'm feeling kind of adventurous right now.
Ah I know. I saw a spicy salmon recipe the other day, it looked pretty complicated, but why not try to make it.
I took everything I needed for it and arranged it all next to the stove, the furthest one I could find from the two girls that were cooking something in a stew right now.
That looks kind of good. It's so much though, are they going to eat it all just the two of them?
After about thirty minutes, it was finally done. And I can proudly say, I think I did a pretty good job, at least with the presentation of my plate.
A fork suddenly invited my plate, and took a piece of my food.
It's Mia, her eyes closed as she puts the piece of salmon into her mouth and begins chewing.
She hummed happily, it seems like she liked it.
"Ahh, this nerd's cooking is pretty good," she said after a couple of seconds, her hand reaching out to take the arm of her friend.
"Try some Lu"
She took another fork full, before directing it to Lucy's cute lips.
She looked at the food for a second, a hasty look in her eyes.
"C'mon, open up" Mia kept insisting.
Lucy closed her eyes before taking a small bite, a blush painting her cheeks.
So cute.
It seems like the thing of a fairy tale, the way Lucy, the famous emotional trainwreck is so easily tamed by Mia.
"It's alright, nothing special" Lucy said, shrugging her shoulders before tending back to her stew
Mia laughed, eating the rest of the food that was still in her fork.
"Didn't know you had any skills except being a huge nerd" she mocked, her fork landing back again on my plate to take another bite.
"Well, maybe I'm not as much of a loser as you think"
Mia smirked, as if I had just told her a great joke.
"So, you haven't told us why you're here. I thought nerds like you didn't do summer vacations on the beach"
"Well, I wanted to make some new friends this time, I guess"
Mia was about to respond, however the sound of someone knocking on our main door interrupted her.
"Oh, seems like the rest finally arrived" she spoke to herself as her pink eyes landed on the door.
"Can you open the door, Leo?" She asked, an overly cute smile on her face that did nothing to make me feel trustful of her.
"Why me?"
"Well you said you wanted to make friends no? This is the best opportunity to introduce yourself to the others!"
Well, she's definitely right about that. But I can't shake away a weird feeling in my stomach.
"Okay"
I finally relented, leaving my plate on the kitchen counter before I walked to the front door, and opened it.
Behind it, four beautiful girls greeted me.
And as you can probably guess by now, I know each and every single one of them. Yes, they're the rest of my female bullies.
They weren't looking at the door as I opened it, they were chatting amongst each other happily, smiles on their faces as every one of them carried boxes full of alcohol in their arms.
Beer, vodka, whiskey, everything you could think of, these girls had in their hands.
The first one of them to look forward was the one heading the group, Amy. She's a stunning girl with striking magenta hair that fell to her back. She has no special hair style, it seems like she just allows it to fall like it wants.
Her pink eyes, similar to her hair, fell on mine, widening with surprise when she saw me stand in front of her.
"Leo?"
After those words the conversations between the girls stopped suddenly, and now I had a total of eight eyes looking at me.
I turned around slightly to look at Mia.
She's dying laughing on the kitchen table.
This bitch is evil.
Suddenly, I found myself overwhelmed.
What am I even supposed to do in this situation? By the look in some of their faces, I can tell some of them believe I've broken into their home. They're about to call for the police if I stay quiet.
"I-I-I u-um" all I did to try and remedy the situation was stutter like a pathetic loser.
Fuck me.
It seems like Mia began to feel bad for putting me in this situation, because after my attempt of speaking she peeked her head beside me.
"Hello girls!" She spoke with a bright smile.
"Mia, what's happening?" said Amy, a confused look still in her face.
"Oh well you know, it's just girls in this house. I thought we'd need some 'stress relief' if you know what I mean."
What a way to help.
"What!" They screamed in almost perfect synchrony, a fact that amused Mia as she began laughing at their reaction.
"Hehehe, it's a joke it's a joke! He's gonna be staying here, just forget about him"
She finally explained, pushing me aside and letting her friends inside.
"Now get those drinks Inside"
The girls began walking in, some of them giving me a death stare as they did, and the others not giving me a second glance.
They all went in, leaving their drinks on the kitchen table and sitting, the previous conversation continuing like nothing happened.
Mia had also walked with them, leaving alone with my thoughts.
I want to go back to my room.
I went to the kitchen counter, took my half eaten plate and I went upstairs to my room, closing the door behind me and leaving the plate on the desk.
I really, really felt like taking this fucking plate and throwing it at a wall.
I really, really felt like screaming Into the air right now.
I can probably count the times I have felt this powerless and mad with the fingers in one hand.
This shit is so unfair.
I worked for years! Years to gather money so I could take this vacation and clear my mind.
I don't understand what I've done to deserve this, to have every single person I hate ruin my hard work because of pure chance.
In moments like these, I can't help but wonder who the hell I was in my last life that would warrant all this hatred from god.
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"Ugh, what the hell is he even doing here? That loser never leaves his house and he wants to do it now of all times?"
Ivy moaned, the base of her beer falling roughly to the kitchen table after she took a sip.
"Well, I'd say he's probably feeling the same way ivy" I said, chuckling slightly before opening another bottle.
I kind of feel bad for the dude actually. Doing something like leaving the comfort zone of his own house to live alone for almost four months with complete strangers is quite the huge step for an introvert like him.
And after he finally takes that step, he ends up living with six people that do nothing but make fun of him.
Now that's shit luck.
I felt my phone vibrating in my pocket, and soon after the ringtone came.
"Brad" said the caller's name, a name that I couldn't help but click my tongue, a fact that the rest of the girls seemed to take into account as they all stayed quiet.
I didn't answer, I just declined the call and turned my phone off, taking a drink of my beer after that.
"Already out the door?"
Lu asked, a clearly is concerned look in her golden eyes as she looked at me.
I can't really blame her. Lucy's been my best friend since we were in kindergarten, and she's seen me battle through a love life that's always unfulfilling and disappointing.
"Yup"
"For the same thing?"
"Largely, yes"
I remember when it started happening. I was never really a sexually active person, not because I couldn't find a partner, I simply didn't feel the urge to have sex or to touch myself.
That changed one day though. One day out of nowhere a switch flipped in my brain, and I began feeling the way all of my friends were describing.
But, something was different.
It never stopped. No matter what I did, no matter with whom I slept with or with what I tried masturbating, it simply never stopped.
It got to the point where if I didn't cum at least four times a day my body's natural defenses would drop to the ground and I would start feeling incredibly weak and sick.
Of course I tried consulting a doctor on the whole thing, and she told me that everything I could do was try and live a more active sexual life.
A suggestion that failed to consider the root of the problem. No one could satisfy me, and more importantly, no one could handle the amount of sex I need on a day to day basis.
It got better with time though. Not in the sense that I finally began feeling satisfied when having sex or when pleasing myself, but at least now I didn't start losing my mind if my daily quota wasn't met.
Eventually, all I needed was one orgasm to get me through the day.
That's not the only reason I broke up with Brad, of course. As the football team leader hes one of the most self centered people I have ever had the displeasure of getting to know, But his painfully average size and skill in bee was definitely a big part of it.
And now he's losing his mind and calling me every couple of minutes to try and take me back.
"You need to start finding some good cock girl" said ivy after a small chuckle
Well, can't argue with that.
I'm not sure if that exists for me though.
Maybe Im just condemned by the god of sex to never be sexually satisfied, who knows.