Villainess Want's To Ignore Them!
Chapter 71: WHO?

Chapter 71: WHO?

"Hey, what are you doing?" The woman looked at her friend, who was peeking behind her as she was writing something on her computer.

"Oh, no. I’m just writing something," she said to her friend, who was frowning and was trying to look at her computer, which she closed the windows so she wouldn’t see.

"Why did you shut it off?" Her friend asked, and she smiled awkwardly as she knew that she wouldn’t stop until she answered her.

"Oh, I was just working with some stories," she said to her friend, who stopped from what she was doing beside her.

"Are you writing that thing again?" Her friend asked her, and she nodded. "You knew it won’t get you anywhere if you keep doing that." Her friend continued.

She knew it wouldn’t give her lots of money, but she loves writing, and beside, she wasn’t really just writing; she’s illustrating her characters.

She still hasn’t told her about it yet, as she was still working with it. Maybe she should show it to her and make her see what she was doing.

She opened her computer and went to her files, where she saved those things.

"I wasn’t just writing; I was also doing these." She showed her friend what she was doing, and she saw how she stiffened when she saw it.

"Holy Sh- is this for real?" She said as she saw the illustrations I’ve made.

"Yes, I still haven’t posted it yet." She shyly answered her friend, who was now still looking at the

Why is she caressing a male lead character like that?

"Make me a character to be his female lead," she said as she wasn’t looking at me and was still looking at the picture.

"B-but I already made the story, and this," I said as I pointed to my female lead character, which I made. "And beside, we already had our own character based on our traits," she said as she showed her the character based on them; she knew her friend would be happy to know that she included them in the story.

"No! Make someone who looks like me to be his female lead." She was surprised at her friends outburst as she walked out.

She was left alone in the place again; it has always been like this, her wanting to be always included in her story as her female lead; she was tired of her friend, and she didn’t know why she was always like this.

She sighed at what was going on with her friend.

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She was startled when she saw her friend, who looked like she was in a mess; her hair was messy, and she reeks of the smell from the alcohol she must have had.

She hasn’t seen her for days, or maybe weeks.

"What happened?" She asked her friend, as she looks like she was a mess.

Her friend didn’t answer her, but she looks at her with dead eyes.

"I’m tired; can I scoop here?" Her friend asked as she walked inside the house.

Before she could even answer, she heard the door shut, leaving her in confusion on what happened to her.

She took a step to follow her inside when she heard some bang and scream inside.

She rushes, and when she opens the door, she sees her friend throw all her stuff and was looking at her canvas that she painted.

She looked at the floor, and she gasped at what she saw.

"You, what did you?" She asked as she looked at her friend, who was looking at her angrily.

"What did I tell you about this? I told you to make me the female lead, but this! This is my ideal man! This was supposed to be my man!" She said as she pointed to the canvas that I made.

I can’t believe what she was saying. How can a drawing be her man?

And what is she saying?

"Why can’t you let me be happy even just with your story?" She looked at her friend, who was now crying in front of her.

She didn’t know what to say.

"If you won’t let me be with him, I’ll get it to you." Her friend said as she looked at her.

She didn’t like the way she smiled at her.

She wasn’t to grab her computer before her friend could even touch it, but she failed.

She screamed when her friend grabbed her on her hair.

This is mad she had gone crazy...

She was a pyscho!

She even killed her parents; that’s what she saw in the newspaper.

"You’re not listening to me. You’re just like them, who didn’t know how to listen to me," her friend said to her as she was still grabbing her on her hair.

"Why are you being like this?" She asked her friend.

"Why? because you don’t know how to listen to me? and beside your hindering my happiness even if it’s just in a story." Her friend shouted at her as she was trying to remove her hand from her hair.

She kicked her friend from the back, which made her suddenly free her hair.

She runs to the door and opens it. Her head was still aching from the way she grabbed her there.

She was screaming for help that she forgot she lives in a place where her neighbors are far from where she was.

She was about to open the gate when she felt like she was hit by something. She felt a very strong pain.

"Buhh." She coughed, and she saw blood coming out of her mouth.

She looked at her back and grabbed the thing that hit her, and there she saw the knife that her friend gifted her last year.

She turned around and saw her walking behind her.

"You know I didn’t want to do this to you; if only you listened to me, if only you gave what I wanted," she said to her as she was still coughing blood.

She didn’t know that her friends for five years could do this to her over a character she was obsessing with.

She fell on the floor as she was feeling weak; at the same time, the knife also fell, and she saw that her friend grabbed it, and she went closer to her and-

She cannot scream in pain as tears fell on her eyes as her friend was stabbing her.

"Oh, no!" She heard her screaming.

"Oh, gosh, no." She heard said as she let the knife fall on the floor.

"I didn’t mean to do it," her friend said as she was shaking in fear.

"It’s your fault; if only you listened to me, this wouldn’t have happened." She heard her say.

She felt her get something from her and saw that it was her laptop. She saw that she walked away from her.

"Jessie," she called her name before she closed her eyes.

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Acantha woke up from sleeping as it was already dark outside. She didn’t even know how long she had been asleep.

She looked around and saw that they were also sleeping.

Acantha walked to the room where they left Helion; she opened the door and saw that he was sleeping peacefully, and he was not screaming and in pain, nor looking in pain.

She was about to close the door when suddenly-

"You’re really here." She heard a voice say, and she knew it was Helion.

She looked at him and saw that he was now standing in his bed.

Acantha blushes when only notices that he wasn’t wearing any clothes as he was covered in a blanket awhile ago, or maybe Jarnus went inside and then stripped him off to ease the heat that he was feeling when she was asleep.

"Yes, we have been waiting for you to wake up." She said as she still did not look at him. "How are you feeling now?" She asked as she was still at the door.

"Why don’t you come near her so I could see you more?" Helion said, which made her blush more.

She didn’t answer him.

"I can’t," she finally said as she looked away again.

"Why can’t you?" He asked as he frowned at her.

"It’s because," she couldn’t bring herself to tell him that he wasn’t wearing any clothes.

"Because of what?" He continued to ask as he was still frowning at her.

She screamed when she saw him walk in her direction. She was thankful that the room was dark or else she-

Acantha shook her head to shrug her thoughts.

"It’s because you’re not wearing anything!" She finally said she felt him stop moving.

"Shit." She heard him curse when he realized what she said.

Acantha turned her back and decided to walk away from that place while her cheeks were red.

She was not looking at where she was walking when she suddenly bumped into something or someone.

"Are you alright, My lady?" She heard that someone who turns out to be Jarnus say as he helped her.

"I’m fine," she said as she was still not looking at him.

"Acantha," she heard Flamear call her, and he looks worried at her.

"I’m fine, Flamear." She said as she was assuring him.

"Is his highness already good?" Jarnus asked her, which made her blush again at the memory.

"Yes," she said as she scooped Flamear down.

"We’re going now," she said and left Jarnus, who was about to say something to her.

She heard some footsteps, and she ran away.

"Acantha!" She heard Helion scream her name, but she still can’t face him.

Not when she saw its shadows.

Acantha felt blood rush to her cheeks again.