Vengeful

“Bianca, or rather Samantha … I must start to think of her as Samantha now … is a very good liar. Samantha is a very good liar.” I keep saying this over and over again to myself as we stare at each other, she in malicious glee, and I in denial.

“Well? Aren’t you going to say something? Oh, of course, you’re not. Samantha is a liar, right? That’s probably what’s going through your mind right now. And why is that? It’s because little miss Jessica, with the juicy nether regions, has enslaved you as she always does to all the men she meets.”

“Shut the fuck up, you liar. Why the hell should I believe anything that you say? You lie for a living.”

“Yeah. I figured you will say something like that. Well, just you wait right here. I’ll be right back. One minute.” Samantha tells me, going out of the room and leaving me standing there and staring at the place where she had been standing. She doesn’t stay away for long but soon comes back, bearing a piece of paper, which she hands over to me.

“Wh