WORST

Walking through the streets with an old man I've recently seduced. I am leading him to a motel to do the deeds. He's one of the boy's fathers at college, picking a fight with me. And here I am going to make him regret that he even thought of going after me.

Will I ever get tired of doing this? probably. But It won't happen anytime soon. I want to keep doing this because I have scores that need to be settled.

After a little more walking, a motel is finally in view.

Finally, it's time for this old fart to be fucked. "Hey we're here, come on let-"

When I was about to say something to the old man, I suddenly bumped into someone out of nowhere. the force of bumping me was so strong I landed on my ass.

"Ow!" I groaned. "Hey watch where you're going-" I was about to scold the guy, but my words were cut off. My eyes widened. I was shocked to see who I bumped into.

"Hey Megan," said the man, his voice so deep and out of life. "You look scared, it looks like you've just seen a ghost"

"E-Eric?" I uttered. It was the man I used to take my revenge on her girlfriend back in high school. What is he doing here? "Sorry Eric, but we have to go" But when I tried to walk away, the old man suddenly snatched my risk tight and pulled me back. "What do you think you're doing!?" I rebuked.

"What else, not letting you go," The old man said.

"You…" No way… I've met him before. He is the father of someone I have hooked up with. How come I only noticed now?

I used my free hand to break free from his grip, using my hand I easily removed his hand off my risk. After breaking free I tried to run away, only to bump into someone again. This time standing before me was a group of men I hooked up with before. their eyes filled with emptiness… No, it is emotionless. They're like walking zombies. Every single one of them.

"What are you all doing here?" I said, terrified of them all.

"You have ruined our lives," said a man among the crowd of men.

"You have tricked us, and used us for your entertainment," said the man next to him.

"If weren't for you, my father wouldn't be in jail for sleeping with a minor," said a man to my right.

"If weren't for you, my daughter wouldn't have committed suicide because of shame," said the old man carrying a picture of his daughter.

"If it weren't for you, I would still be with my wife," said the man wearing a suit.

"You have destroyed many families, relationships, and friendships," They all said in unison. " You've destroyed our lives. It's time for you to pay for what you have done". and they all slowly walked to me surrounding me.

"No! Please get away from me!" I pleaded "I did nothing wrong! It was all their fault for picking a fight with me!! Please, oh god! Get away!" But they didn't stop. I tried to crawl away but immediately backed into a wall behind me. I have nowhere else to go.

"There is nowhere for you to go, Megan," Eric said carrying a knife in his hand "You deserve what is about to happen"

"No!" I screamed and tried to get away but the other men grabbed my arms and pinned me to the wall before I could do so. "Eric please don't do this!" I pleaded once more.

"And why would I not do this Megan? Do you have any idea how we felt? How have we suffered because of you? I don't think so" he retorted.

"Please I'm sorry"

"Do you think a sorry is enough? do you think your sorry would bring back what we've lost? you are a monster Megan and you will always be a monster" He raised the knife, readying it to strike me.

But amidst what was about to happen I chuckled. "All of this wouldn't have happened if you controlled your bitch properly Eric," I said. It seemed like my fear disappeared and grew balls. But I still feel fear at the moment.

"Goodbye Megan" He swang the knife to my heart

I screamed, my face was sweaty, and my heart beating very fast, from the anxiety I just felt. When I was starting to calm down I looked around me, I was inside my room safe and sound from any danger.

So It was a nightmare. I placed both of my hands to my face and rubbed it up and down trying to wake myself up. I never had one of those in a long time. Never wanted to experience something like that again anyway. Especially if it was something like what I just had.

I let out a deep sigh. I know what I did was terrible, and I know I have ruined people's lives. But then again, It wasn't me who started all of this, it was them. And if that ever happened in the real world, I would not cry and plead like I did in my dream. I would never feel sorry again for what I have done, because they all deserve it.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*

"Alright, kids I have someone I want to introduce to you all!" Natalia said to the children present at the daycare. "Say hello to ateh Megan!, from now on she'll be here to take care and play with all of you!"

The children said hello to me in unison waving their hands to me with excitement. It was the next morning after the interview. And the same day I had that disturbing nightmare. Ugh, that nightmare, still giving me goosebumps. But I think taking care of these children would also be a nightmare… Between this and that dream, yeah no I would rather have the nightmare of taking care of these brats.

"Hello, guys! From today onwards I am here to take care of all of you, so please don't be too hard on me okay? It's my first time here!" I waved back at them with both of my hands.

It won't be hard to act too friendly to the kids, given that I have experience acting interested in front of men before. So it won't be too hard to trick stupid kids.

After introducing me to the kids, Natalia made everyone introduce themselves to me.

God, I can't. Good thing they have name tags on their shirts to help me, it only annoys me so much. But I have to somewhat try to remember at least… Four of them, out of 13. Also, I haven't mentioned that I'll have to take care of that many kids. What have I gotten myself into…

They all introduced their names to me, one kid in particular who caught my eye was a kid named Tricia, she's a timid little girl with a bowl cut that hides her eyes. she's 5 years old? I could not hear her properly from her introduction earlier because she was too shy. well being too shy can't get you anywhere, better fix that. But of course, I'm not helping. Not my problem. Sorry kid but I have other important matters to attend to.

After everyone's introductions, the preschool started. They did what you usually do in preschool. That's a shitty description, to be honest, I never knew how preschool works—I immediately started school at grade one—so I basically knew nothing up until Natalia explained it to me yesterday.

Natalia made all the children's attention go to her and asked them to write. first, she gave the kids each a piece of paper to use. "Okay first I want you guys to write your full name, your mama's and papa's names, your favorite animal, and your favorite food"

One by one the children started writing, some struggled with what to write at first. That is where we came in. One of them happens to be Tricia.

 I poached her table to help her "Hey, need some help?" I asked, what a bother. She didn't respond and simply nodded, with that approval I sat next to her and helped.

Her handwriting is not as bad as I expected, but she struggles to write properly, her spelling is incorrect, and she can't even spell her name right. Ugh, I need to be patient with her.

"No, that is not how you spell your name" I corrected "Here, check the name on your shirt" I pointed at the name tag attached to her shirt.

Tricia made a little mumble barely audible for me to understand. Probably embarrassed that she made a mistake in front of me. "It's okay to make mistakes, here's an eraser" After handing her the eraser she corrected her spelling on the second try. Still, she stumbled a few more times but I was there to make—my life too difficult—it easy for her.