“Oh wow, look at you, St Hera Zhou, Who is mother Theresa compared to you? What an easy task that was, forgetting that there’s not a thing I like about except the fact you once got a chance to date me and so I guess, I liked how your ex was so much hotter than mine.” Hera’s ex whom Ari was referring to being her, Ari. “And yes, I did make a Beauty and the Beast reference. I think the std from sleeping around is getting to your brain, you might want to give a try to closing your legs at least once in a week. I know it’s hard for your kind, but trust me it will help you” Ari couldn’t but laugh at the next words that left Hera’s lips. Oh Ari was truly a fool for dating and letting this toad break her heart, Ari should really stick to dating within her standards, she needs another btch or an @sshole, someone who could match her energy. Ari bets that the s3x would be better than anything she had ever experienced. Too bad she dated a corny tattooed loser when she could have been busy enjoying her life. It was whatever, after all even perfect people make mistakes at times, it was what made us humans. “Well, I’m sorry if my insults aren’t up to your high standards of savagery. Maybe I’ll hire a team of professional joke writers to come up with some better material for me. And as for nobody liking me, you think I care what this schools thinks of me? This school is filled with losers who cheat and destroy their mental health every single week and then cry when they ruined their lives and expect everyone else to feel sorry for them? This school that is filled with average not easy on the eye looking people despite being a school for the wealthy? You would think with the amount of money this kids had, they would get some type of plastic surgery to compensate for their lack of natural beauty. Trust me, I don’t need anyone in this hell of a school to like me, all the hot people I want to like me already likes me. As for respecting me out of fear, well, that’s just a bonus. But don’t worry, I’m sure you’ll get there someday, when you finally learn how to be less animal like.” It was true, Ari liked the fact that some people respected her out of fear It made her feel powerful and in control. After all, why should she care about being liked when she could be feared instead? It gave her a sense of satisfaction to see people cower in her presence or do her bidding without question. She didn’t need their friendship or approval, just their obedience. And if anyone dared to cross her, they would soon learn the consequences of their actions. Ari enjoyed being the one in charge, and she wasn’t going to let anyone take that away from her. All the people she wanted as friends, as loyal partners to her, she already had, she didn’t need more friends, especially when more meant more possible betrayals. Being feared meant that Ari could lead, that she was everything she considered herself so it was funny to her when Hera tried to use that as a drag. Oh no! What ever shall she do people only respect her cause they fear me, let me get a bucket and start crying and throwing up. Please, Ari internally rolled her eyes, she neeed this btch to be so fr.
Ari found it amusing that Hera thought she could get under her skin with her insults, probably thinking that Ari is getting what she deserves and she’s standing up to Ari, but when you’re pretty talented and a cnt like Hera had called her, you learn to ignore the roaches people called haters. Nothing positive has come from letting those beneath you get under your skin so easily, so all Ari could do was yawn as the panda eyed shrek kept ranting.
“Right, and you pretending I had somebody else’s body was the reason you kept screaming my name.”
Ari blinked, “Yes, is that not what I just said? But wait actually no, that was not the only reason. I screamed the name Hera because it’s a pretty sexy name, and I thought of the Greek goddess Hera as I screamed your name, too bad the only person I know in real life who has the name Hera is you.” Though Ari said all this, she knew it wasn’t completely the truth. She knew the truth is that she had once falling in love with a frog, who she had kissed but unlike Tiana she did not have the luck for the frog to turn into a beautiful looking person instead her frog stayed a frog and that pissed her off, so she denies any attraction she felt for Hera. Embarrassed at her past choices, and at herself for many reasons. The words that did make Ari stop in her tracks though were the next words Hera said, The body of my sister that you battered, by the way. Pushing a pregnant woman down to the floor says more about you than I can tell anyone.” Ari had gone pale at that words.
Ari felt a lump form in her throat as she listened to the words of her sister’s partner. Guilt washed over her as she realized the gravity of her actions. Persephone was like the girl that 15 year old Ari had burned with a curling iron, one of the victims she really regretted. “I was drunk.” Her voice was like a whisper as she defended herself, “And I didn’t know she was pregnant nor did I mean to push her, it was a mistake, a drunken mistake. And if I could go back in time to stop myself I would, Persephone will always be one of my biggest regrets.” She confessed, she was truly sorry about Persephone, she was also sorry about the girl she had burned with a curling iron and that was a huge thing because Ari wasn’t sorry a lot.
Ari rolled her eyes at Hera’s antics, unable to resist a sarcastic remark. “Wow, Hera,” she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “Your boobs really are the star of the show, aren’t they? Maybe you should consider getting them their own agent and maybe the agent could cup it to hold it and make it look less saggy.” Ari mocked, “But really all I’m saying to you comes from the deep kindness of my heart, get a good boob job and invest in some shame. Being shameless and practically harassing was so last year,”
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