𝗪𝗜𝗟𝗟 𝗦𝗛𝗘 𝗚𝗘𝗧 𝗖𝗢𝗥𝗡𝗬? J.C

Chapter 1

Jessica was pushing 90 pounds of cat food, her high heels dig into the tiles leaving scratch marks. It would have been smarter had she not worn them, as today was a very rainy day and it threw her off balance. Her thin pale arms struggled with moving all the weight, she found her self stopping only after pushing it, maybe five yards.

Damn it. She thought angered, how the hell am I supposed to move all this shit? Those ungrateful servants!

Jessica stopped her mental bickering in just enough time to see a hot guy. She smirked and regained her exquisite posture before acting like a damsel in distress. She was about to begin but just then the person turned! Her face immediately contorted into one of disgust, it was the depressing sigher.

"God damn it Corn-" Corn "interrupted" her with a long sigh.

"CAN YOU STOP WITH YOUR SHITTY SIGHING!"

With her newfound anger, Jessica and her buggy barreled forward. She couldn't believe her hot guy sense failed her, of course Corn would be here, buying Lana Del Rey Cd's and shit.

However deep in her mind, she wondered, would Corn ever love her as much as Lana?

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Jessica rammed herself into her door, both of her heels had broken so she had thrown them at some homeless guy's head on the way home. Her hair was soaked and she shivered slightly when a breeze blew her way.

Of. Course. You. Had. To. Jam. When. It's. Twenty. Fucking. Degrees.

She gritted her teeth, after thrusting against the door so hard her arms would definitely be bruised. Greta, her next door neighbor, heard the commotion and opened her window.

"What is happening?" Greta called out while adjusting her glasses, Jessica breathed out in relief. When she looked up, Greta thought she was crying as the water dripped off her hair and near her eyes. Feeling bad for her she called out again, with more concern this time. "Are you alright?"

Jessica stood up happily, "Greta!?" She exclaimed, "Oh thank Satan." She whispered the last part, when she had said that last week Greta attacked her with a frying pan.

"My door jammed and I can't enter my apartment." Jessica slightly smiled, this might be the one time she would be happy living in this shit hole. Greta looked confused and readjusted her glasses.

"I'm sorry dear but that's Jessica's apartment. I would know since she gave me her keys." The elderly woman crossed her arms and gave Jessica the stink eye, and just like that Jessica's shot of happiness went poof.

"ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME!? I AM JESSICA YOU OLD BITCH." Jessica started screaming curses at Greta, who slowly closed her window. "I AM THE DAUGHTER OF SATAN NOW WORSHIP ME YOU UNGRATEFUL MOTHER, FATHER, AND CHILD FUCKERS-"

Unfortunately Jessica's land lord had just turned the corner and boy she was not happy. Jessica tried to seduce her but she was married and wasn't a feminist, apparently getting blasted by Jessica and her trolling accounts on Instagram wasn't good blackmail. In the end she, being the landlord, decided Jess had a week to get her shit and leave.

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Jessica sighed and instantly regretted it, she was starting to sound like corn, internally cringing Jessica left her apartment. Her flat chested, baggy assed, and probably conservative landlord waited for her.

"Are you sure you got everything?"

Jessica just stared at her, was she serious? Jessica was way taller, more gorgeous, and an absolute goddess and this nasty ass housekeeper had the nerve to ask her if she got everything?

"What do you think I am? A fucking child? Of course I got everything, oh wait.." Jessica paused for a moment. "There is one thing, the only thing I didn't get is how you're alive with all those fucking wrinkles, Granny Cunt."

Jessica roasted and slayed her so bad that she just stood there shocked.

Jessica snickered and sashayed away leaving one last remark. "Close your mouth unless you want bugs to fly in."

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Jessica scrolled through her phone trying to figure out which sugar daddy to call. Getting frustrated as she had quite literally robbed them all of every single penny, she looked through the ridiculous amount of photos she took. One caught her eye, she quickly tapped it, it was a photo of her and her friends one night when they had all gotten wasted. Jessica laughed as she saw Vib stabbing a stuffed unicorn in the background, but one thing really stood out.

The dildo on the ceiling.

Jessica rampaged through her bags, dildo from the toilet yes, dildo from the cereal box yes, dildo from the ceiling no...

Well fuck.

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Jessica stood outside the apartment building, trying not to look like a serial killer, but failing. After a long month someone finally moved into her building.

She was gonna bring that dildo home.

Jessica marched up to the door, wearing high heels she decided it would be impractical to kick down the door, settled for knocking aggressively instead. When the door finally opened she was greeted with a surprise and a sigh.

"Oh for fucks sake." Jessica rolled her eyes and walked into the light of the apartment, dragging Corn with her and out of the shocked state Corn's mind was stuck in.

Of course out of everyone in the world, Corn would be the one who would move in my apartment...

Jessica looked around her apartment and found the same pitch black walls, the only thing new was Lana posters, she internally rolled her eyes. Donald looked way better when plastered to the walls than that e-girl.

"I just came for my dildo." Corn sighed when she spoke. This was gonna be a long fucking night.

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Kinky.
Don't kill me :(
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