[Clarity is clear to see]
Can I forgive my sins or shall I die in vain
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@ RUNNER UP ON THE FAST FOOD AWARDS
Jodie navigates a world shrouded in uncer...
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Penelope perspective
"You little bitch I'll fu-"
Just before Bailey was about to lash out on me Peter stands between the both of us. He held her back struggling to keep her hands away from me. My mind was blank not realising she found out.
Bailey kept yelling at me calling me a whore and many fucked up names I hardly take into mind.
I didn't know what to do, until my own legs worked on their own, running down the stairs not stopping a split moment. For once in my life I feel like an idiot, because of this I got caught from being explicit with my best friends' boyfriend.
To say how fucked up my relationship with Bailey is now they is no way I'm getting my million-dollar jackpot. Looks like sucking Ian dry was ana epic fail since Jodie is all he gives a fuck, and the fact Bailey just saw something that should be seen.
My phone started to ring taking it out of my pocket still running down the stairs, until I reached the basement floor where my car is parked. Selena's name popped up and I seriously do not have time for her, yet I can't ignore her .
Penelope What!
Selena We have a problem, so I need you to come over now!
Penelope I thought we were done!
Selena I didn't ask you so please do me a favour of reporting prostitution on campus would not end your life rotting in a cell not to forget your family would visit u in the afterlife.
*Fuck me at this point*
Penelope Sure, I'll be there.
I brought myself deeper into this all I could do is just feel terrified and obey.
The same cafe when I met with Selena nearby campus wasn't so hipster and glorious when a lot happens behind the scenes.
I wouldn't be surprised she owned a cafe like this as her standards aim high with her filthy money which reeks underneath her own building unravels sinister behavior.
Her own private gambling spot for special civilians other words privileged rich kids.
I walked through the staff room passing to the other side of the kitchen to a door with a bouncer standing next to it.
