You sigh and delete the text asking you to come over. It was the third one you'd gotten this week, but you didn't even want to THINK about Lisa right now. It had been a few months since the two of you had broken up, and she still wasn't taking it very well. Then again, she didn't take most things well. Lisa was a thin honor student with very little social life, and you found her shy demeanor pretty cute when you first met her. She took a shine to you right away, but things got uncomfortable REAL quick. She would hang off of you all the time, smother you with attention in public and in private, and call you at all hours of the night. She would never leave you be, not even for a second. But you dealt with it because you still had feelings for her and she was pretty wild in bed. Maybe a little too wild, you found out. She started introducing things into the bedroom that she thought would turn you on, but in all actuality just freaked you out. Whips, chains, handcuffs and all matter of toys were being shoved in your face, and all you wanted to do was be with her in a normal way. She felt like every time you turned down her crazy advances, you were personally insulting her. To the point that she actually set fire to a trashcan in your room when you refused to let her handcuff you to the bed. There was no doubt, this girl was absolutely insane. You tried to break up with her, but she thought you were just playing hard to get, and wouldn't take the hint until you told her off in the middle of the hallway, finally having the courage to break up with her. WIth everyone staring at her, she felt humiliated and slapped you across the face, screaming that she would find a way to get you back, no matter what it took, before storming off. You saw her occasionally and she tried to play it off like nothing had happened, but you just kept ignoring her. That was four months ago, and she's still acting just as batshit as ever. And the last thing you want to do was make her believe you were interested in her at all.
You walk straight home after class, putting the key to the door of your dorm to open it up when your realize that the key is moving freely in the slot... the door is already open. You slowly open the door and take a look inside, hearing deep breathing in the unlit room. "Is anybody in there", you call out to the darkness, not expecting the answer that you get: "You've been ignoring my texts." You roll your eyes in disgust and say "Lisa, we can't do this anymore, how did you get into my room in the first place?" You flick the light switch on and realize that Lisa is sitting on your bed, lying down in a seductive pose, wearing black high heel boots, a pair of skimpy black lace underwear... and nothing else. She slowly rubs her nipple with an extended finger, moving it in a circular motion, and whispers back "I had an extra key. You didnt' think i'd just give you back the copy you gave me without making a spare of my own? You're silly sometimes." You get angry and pick her up off the bed, holding her shoulders and making solid eye contact with her. "Look. We are not together anymore. You have serious problems and I just can't be with you. The sooner you get that through your crazy head, the better it will be for both of us!" She giggles and says "You're funny when you're angry. I almost thought for a second there that you really didn't still love me. Cmon, we both know that you want to be with me. I can see it in your eyes every time i walk past you in the halls. Every time you send me those hurtful messages online. Every time you don't think i'm watching... You still want to be with me, even if you don't know it." You honestly don't know what to say, this girl is beyond insane at this point. You snap, and start yelling at her. "I don't want to be with you! The way you act, the crazy shit you're into, I'm amazed if there's a guy on EARTH who would want to be with you! Now I want you to leave my room, and stay out of my life, you psycho bitch!!" Lisa's smile dissapears from her face, and without warning, she lets loose a swift kick, right in between your legs. You drop to your knees in pain as Lisa goes to the end table and reaches inside her bag. She kneels down in front of you, and applies a thick red lipstick to her pouty lips, puckering them up repeatedly in front of your face. "YOU CRAZY CUN..." Before you can finish the most honest statement you've ever told anyone else, she grabs the back of your head and gives you a long, forceful kiss. You feel your lips go numb, then your head, then your whole body as you fall backwards, passing out.
You wake up what seems like ages later, still on the floor of your dorm. You are horrified to realize that even though you can breathe and talk normally, you are paralyzed from the neck down! What did that crazy bitch do to you?! You feel your head pounding as you lay flat on the floor, looking up at the dominant form of Lisa standing tall above you. She has her hands on her hips and is looking incredibly happy seeing you down at her feet unable to move. "Lisa! What the hell did you do to me?" Her voice seems to be echoing all around you as she explains "WELL, YOU LITTLE SHIT. I WAS GOING TO GIVE YOU THE TIME OF YOUR LIFE. WE COULD HAVE BEEN PERFECT TOGETHER. BUT YOU HAD TO GO AND BE A SELFISH LITTLE PIG, DIDN'T YOU." You still have no idea what she's talking about but hope she gets to the part where you're paralyzed on the god damned floor! "YOU DON'T WANT TO BE MY BOYFRIEND? FINE. I'VE GOT A MUCH BETTER IDEA WHAT YOU CAN BE." She reaches into her bag again, and pulls out what looks like a small perfume bottle. She lowers her body down to get a better look at you and says "MY FRIEND RENEE RUNS THIS SHOP IN TOWN. SHE SELLS OCCULT OBJECTS, SOME OLD WORLD PARAPHINALIA, BUT SHE'S GOT A BACK SECTION SHE DOESN'T LET MOST PEOPLE KNOW ABOUT. SHE COMES FROM A LONG LINE OF GYPSIES AND WITCHES, AND HER MOTHER TAUGHT HER ALL SHE KNEW ABOUT SPELLS AND CURSES." You don't like where this is going one bit. She moves the bottle all over your body, spraying you from head to toe in the funny smelling liquid from the strange bottle. She puts the bottle down and stands back up to her full height, stepping over you as she speaks. "I TOLD RENEE ABOUT HOW YOU WERE ALWAYS TREATING ME, AND HOW I KNEW THAT DEEP DOWN, YOU REALLY STILL LOVED ME. BUT I WANTED YOU TO SUFFER. SO SHE MADE THIS SPECIAL POTION FOR ME. DIDN'T COST ME A CENT, AND SHE EVEN THROUGH IN THAT SPECIAL LIPSTICK THAT MADE YOU UNABLE TO ESCAPE FOR FREE. I GUESS SHE WAS JUST AS INTERESTED TO SEE THE POTION WORK AS I AM." You feel your body burning up, and a deep pain burn in your chest. You are suddenly able to move your limbs again, and use your newfound mobility to clutch your midsection in pain. As you roll around on the ground, you hear the laughter get louder, and Lisa's voice get deeper as the words ring in your head... "AFTER ALL I'VE GIVEN YOU, YOU STILL DON'T WANT ME AS YOUR GIRLFRIEND? FINE. BUT IF I CAN'T HAVE YOU AS MY BOYFRIEND, I'LL MAKE YOU WHAT YOU DESERVE TO BE..."
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