Your tongue is like a double-edged sword, it's either you hurt someone or you hurt someone along with yourself.

—DarkCamelot

Megan Anderson POV * * *

Tonight is the night. Can't wait to surprise the Manhattan and execute my wicked schemes. Ugh! Just the thought of it makes me squirm in my own seat while clenching the average box full of mysteries beside me. Poor Jake. As if, he was the sacrificial lamb for the return of the badass queen.

"How can you strangled a lady if you were wearing that kind of dress! Darn! That's revealing and it has an invincible symbol. Rape me, people."

Grimace was evident on Sheryl's face after she scanned my red nightgown with a long right slit ending on my hips while my upper breasts were exposed, tight bare together as if it's gonna popped anytime. I forgot to tell, Sheryl is an old-fashioned woman, too conservative like a grandmother yet often acting like a tantrum child.

"Someone should always come with style, Sheryl. Anyway, you should watch the news or better call an ambulance for the casualties."

"For you?"

I laughed in disbelief, I never thought Sheryl can actually be this funny. "Of course for Jake and his date. Idiot."

Oh, I love how it feels, I can actually smell a fresh blood from a perverted guy. Jeez. Am I really a masochist like Sheryl had mentioned before? Nah, I felt there should have a greater word for that.

Soon, my cheeks started to hurt maybe because of the big grin on my face when my butler opened up the door of my limousine, and as soon as I slid out from it; people immediately sprawling to have a glimpse of me with obvious jealousy, lust and admiration. Thankfully, my butler and his men already anticipated this ironic scenes, it wasn't a problem anymore to confidently walked in the middle of the enthusiastic crowd. Though I can literally feel their burning eyes on me yet I can't blame them with that. I'm a God darn walking temptation after all.

Shortly, I was welcomed with staffs and waitresses with their utmost smile as if it was already reaching their ears; although they can't hide their anxiousness and panic in my keen eyes while ushering me on my reserved seat, not far from Jake's table but enough not to be noticed easily. Just knowing their discomforts, I can't avoid doing clever things that would thicken the pressure in the air. It's a habit though. However, when I caught Jake's smiling form, my former plan arose from the depths of my mind. To be honest, He wasn't that hard to find since he got attractive features that stand out from the rest, and aside from many girls gawking at his direction, it was a clear hint.

Luckily, he wasn't looking at my direction but I could clearly see the big smile on his chiselled handsome face. Frankly, just looking at it made me shivers. I can't wait to wipe that smile.

As soon as I settled down on my sit and the fidgetted waitresses have served the finest wine they could offer. An unladylike sound that seemingly came from underworld surprised me after I had examined the restaurant from my seat. Jake choice of a restaurant was crappy and old-fashioned. It feels like I'm in the late '60s with the ambience that has been suffocating my entire existence. However, a sudden tugged on my lips hurt my cheeks once again when my eyes caught the three paparazzi's seating in an almost seclusive corner of the restaurant. Oh, they are earlier than I had expected.

I pretend that I did not see them and returned my gaze to Jake. Yet, I regret it. I nearly spit my drink when I caught him waving stupidly like a retard. I swear I shall deny him entirely if he has done it to me. I rolled my eyes at the most disgusting sight until my eyes fall at the girl that is currently approaching.

~*~

For some reasons, the girl intrigues me, something in her seems very familiar. I have this unknown vibes that I've seen her before. Yet, I don't have an idea where was it or when. Suddenly I got startled a bit when I tried to sip again, my glass is already empty? I returned my gaze at Jake's table and it's quieter than before. Another unladylike sound I'd produce after the realization that the girl occupied my thoughts! I mentally take note to get back on her later.

I briefly shake my head to strengthen my thoughts, then with an evil smile that I changed in a split second, I stood up to reach their table. From there, the air automatically changes, I could feel the sudden thick pressure in the air, especially the intense curious gaze from the crowd.

"Yes, you have my ears." I heard Jake muttered. I mentally groaned. Oh, how sweet, I wanna puke!

As soon as I'd thrown the pandora's box on their table, It was like I'd cast a magic spell that turned everything into chaos, especially Jake's face that suddenly turned pale white.

"So she has your ears huh?"

I started. I almost dropped my straight face when I saw Jake's eyes googling on my body. Now, now, that had been anticipated but I'm afraid that was all he can do from now on. Stare.

"That explains your deafness while I've been calling you multiple times! But the last time I'd remember, you told me that I will have all of you while pinning me on your bed."

I am deeply contemplating right now, why am I so good at this? Jeez. I think I was born actress in my past life.

"What are you doing here?"

He snapped coldly shooting death glares in my direction as if it could work, but come on. I'm not even in tears. Frankly speaking, I have to force my face as if I am hurt because I know I have to perform accordingly. Darn hell, I need another award by being dedicated to this drama.

"G—irlfriend? Do you have a girlfriend?"

Funny. How many times I'd heard it before. Countless times. They'd say the same exact thing over and over again. Then, shortly after, the guy would either say 'let me explain or it's not what you think' those are underrated lines that have been excessively used by men or perhaps, a domino effect perhaps. Hence, I'm really curious if Jake would say any of those lines, I know him entirely though and he only begs for sex.

However, my assumptions have been denied when Jake actually... begs?

"Really Jake? I thought you only beg for sex."

"Enough! Megan, we're done! Please."

I thought I've heard him wrong when he shouted at me. But my ears were currently aching and my head was throbbing. Hell, no one ever tried to retort or even shouted at me, and no one ever lived a second day with a head still attached after doing such indecent act in front of me. Hell no!

"I am not informed Jake and no! You're not the one who would tell me what to do! If I say we're over then we're over and I say to you now Jake Spencer we're not over. Yet."

The next things I'd realized, all of my nerves have been rejoicing, my heart is pounding despite having an aching hand. Yet, I felt so good, It felt so wonderful. I can't even prevent my sudden giggle but hell, now I know I'm a sadist, not a masochist! Oh, I should inform Sheryl later.

"It's official, we're over."

My sudden euforia has been halted when I remembered there was another person that needed to be treated fairly. She might get jealous though and I don't want that to happen. For the second time, I wear my cold stoic intimidating aura before turning around to face the girl. Of course, I should have to be consistent in my act, It would ruin everything if not.

However, when familiar dark chocolate orbs meet my eyes, for whatever reason I suddenly stopped.

~*~

At this moment two things are still lingering in my head.

Am I seeing a mirage from the past, or I am really seeing Emily Clarence.

But seeing her familiar chocolate eyes that are slightly cloudy. Darn, I am not hallucinating or anything. Jeez, why I only noticed it now. That's why she looks very familiar. A sudden flash of memory appeared, and it wasn't nice. Oh... Wait actually it is. Hitting two birds in one stone. I clearly remember her and I hate the fact that I'm still feeling this way. Hating her.

"You exchanged me for some Slut! for God sake Jake, what happened to your taste nowadays? turns out it become poor and cheap."

I never expect her to be here or even the slightest idea that she is with Jake for all people.

"Don't call her that way!"

My arm has been harshly pulled by Jake. I'll be honest if it wasn't on the pain in my arms caused by his nails that were deepening in my skin, I might still think that I'm just hallucinating. Hence thanks to him. Because all of my doubts have been cleared.

I don't think I'm still acting because my lost feeling of hate finally gets it way back and I think it's not alone.

"Are you protecting your Slut now Jake? Very funny, she even looks exactly like a slut and a stripper, oh yeah, is she a prostitute?"

I saw when Jake face turned on the shade of red and his grip tightens on my arm but I don't care, because I want to say the things that I failed to say before.

"How much did he pay you huh?"

Hurt is visible in her charcoal eyes, she supposed to feel that way though. Yet, instead of feeling victorious; my heart, It felt like I've been stung by a bee. The need to hold my chest is there and it's freaking tempting! Thus, when I heard Emily slightly yelled at Jake. I never missed the shaky and nervous voice of her in my ears. And surprisingly, another stung appears inside my chest.

Darn. What is wrong with me?

My heart still felt as if it has been stung by a bee but I shrugged it off, snatched my arm from Jake's grasped and when I did so, I executed another crunchy slapped. It was a quick move, but I have to test if I'm still being me. Thus, It wasn't a bad decision because damn, it really felt so good. My senses are still alive and kicking. However, my breath hitch and my heart clench itself when I turned around and saw Emily's misty eyes.

This is weird, I am begging to feel irritated. Why am I being hurt, when she deserved to be hurt not me.

"Stop acting like your the victim here."

I think, I just hit the bull eyes for her eyes to flood after I said those words. However, I unconsciously swallowed hard when she looked straight into my eyes. I swear my heart jolted inside, my knees shake and an unsettling thing happening in the pit of my stomach that is bothering my entire senses. Hell, what the fuck is happening to me?!

"Yeah, I know and I—m sorry."

Her last two words cracked when her voice broke down, followed by tears from her eyes. It only takes a second when she started to run away without glancing back.

Hence, the scenery was never new to me. As if I am seeing a De Javu. Exactly the same as before.