Chapter 4
That day was hellish, over and over again headaches would come and go in levels that just got worse and worse, plus Snape made sure to peak in from time to time and make fun of you, of course. But what made it worse was that you knew you were gonna do it all again just like before. But maybe this time Snape won't come sniffing around to bother you and you could get laid. At this point you needed it, and that's what made it even more sad. You were a pathetic excuse of a woman but that didn't matter, at least not to you anyway.
After that long agonizing day you show up to a random bar, looking to get trashed and smashed, maybe at the same time even. But to your surprise Snape was there, also drinking away. Oh this was gonna be fun.
“Someones a hypocrite” You say in a cocky tone as you approach him from the side and sit down on the rickety bat stool.
“And someone has no control over there urges for alcohol” he chimes back, but this time a bit calmer.
“What are you doing here Snape, i'm trying to indulge myself and your ruining it” you say in annoyance, but in all honesty there was a pang in your mind, you were glad he was here, maybe he would give you a shot. Just maybe…
“I never asked you to approach me, i’ll sit over here and drink, and you can go sit somewhere else and get whatever it is the hell you need”
“Well now i want to bother you, whatcha drinking?” you say with a smirk, hoping to annoy him enough to get him to do what you want.
“Fuck off, i can see what your doing, i'm not gonna sleep with you, your desperate ass can find someone else” he said angrily.
“How the hell did you get that conclusion? Maybe i just want to bother you” that wasn't the case at all, how the hell did he catch on so quickly? That was not your plan.
“I'm not stupid, and your plenty used up, so no thanks”
“What problem do you have with women with a high body count? I'm just enjoying myself, plus you're not my type” You tease, trying to get him defensive. Was this manipulation? Maybe, but that wasn't your main priority right now.
“Do you have any dignity? Your practically the local whore around here” He said with an annoyed tone, clearly his low patients was running thinner, this was good, for you at least.
“Dont play hard to get, i may be a whore but that just means i'm desirable, so someone like you could easily want me, though your attitude could use some work” you test the waters, hoping maybe he would bite the hook you were throwing. But this was also getting annoying, you weren't at all attracted to this man you just wanted some sex, or at least that's what you were telling yourself.
"your a shameless wench you know that? seriously how desperate are you? your parents must be ashamed" that comment really stung, how dare he bring up your parents? that was a sensitive subject, not that he knew that but still, you faulter for a moment, would your parents really be disappointed in you? really?
"that was a low blow asshole, my parents are dead you prick" there was a hint of hurt in your tone and voice, but you tired not to let it bother you, you wouldn't give him that satisfaction
"sorry for your loss, but that doesn't make your actions okay, you need to get a grip. that's just reality"
this annoying back and forth continues between you both, you trying to convince him into bed with you and his blant resistance, you were about to give up, it had been thirty minutes at this point and yet, still nothing... that was until, he took and shot and muttered "fuck it". you were in, perfect...