𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆

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▄︻デᴋᴀᴛʜᴇʀɪɴᴇ ══━一

SHE KNOWS she screwed up.

I know she knows. But she won't admit she knows what I know until I confront her. I was currently laying down in bed, she would knock every five minutes. "Baby come on. Open the door." She said to me. I rolled my eyes and stood up, putting my thumb on the code to turn off the outside noise. I walked back to the bed and sighed. I unpaused my show, I was watching criminal minds of course. Who wouldn't watch it? I was on season three, and it's only the beginning. Damn I love this show.

So I stayed in the room most of the day and night, not hearing anything else but the tv. Angus kept texting me to come eat right now, but I wasn't really hungry. Finding out that Naomi was lying to me the moment I saw her, was just really disappointing. There was no reason to lie to me, she could've told me the truth. How she knew me. She's the mafia for gods sake, how couldn't I think about that when I met her.

I stood up, and walked to the door. I wanted more answers, I wanted to know about what else she wrote. I opened the door, Naomi was standing right in front of me. "Baby." She muttered, she tried grabbing my waist as I moved away. "Let me explain." She said, but I shook my head. "I want to read more of it." I told her, she sighed. But shook her head. What else was in that notebook that I can't see? "No." She said to me. I tilted my head. "No?"

"What else is in the book Naomi?!" I asked, pushing her out the way and running to the office. I grabbed the book from the desk and opened it to a random page. And she followed behind me. "Baby. Nothing in that book means anything." She told me. But I didn't listen.

I've set my eyes on this girl, Katherine Davis. She looks broken. Of course she does. It's pathetic. her family is pathetic. Is she a lesbian? Maybe. I've seen the way she looks at her best friend, also pathetic. I've never seen someone act as sad as she acts. I get it, I mean her whole life she's been poor. Though I don't agree how her parents act about it. Poor her. 18 years old. She turned 18 a week ago.

Then I turned to the first page. Another girl. And she sighed. "Baby. Could you not?" She asked, grabbing my waist. I just silently cried when I read what she had been saying.

Violet Hope

What a beautiful name. she's been mine for a few weeks and can't even handle my lifestyle. She's truly a good fuck thou-

I felt her grab the book from my hands and I turned around. "Let me read it." I told her, she just shook her head. "You don't need to. Nothing in this book defines anything about you or anyone else." She said, and I sat down in her chair. "Tell me what else you wrote in it. If it doesn't define me, you'll be fine reading it." I said to her, and she sighed. "Kiss me first." She mumbled, and I shook my head. "Why?" I asked. "Please baby. I'll let you read it."

I sighed and stood up once more, I stood on my tippy toes and connected our lips together. I was going for just a peck but Naomi stuck her tongue in my mouth. She kissed me hard and pulled back. "You have to let me explain afterwards. You can't just run off, away from me." She told me, I sighed as she gave me the book. She sat down across from me as I reopened the book.

I read about some girls she fucked, or killed. And there was more about me, how sad I was, or how fucked up my family was. It was just degrading me in the most subtle way, and I was sad about what she was saying to me but she did say she needed to explain after I was done. So once I was, I closed the book and looked at her. "So?" I asked, she mumbled something and looked up at me. "I wrote that when I didn't know you, when I didn't have feelings for you, nor did I think I would hav feelings for you."

"I told you I didn't know anything about you because I wanted to mess with you, I wanted you to think that I didn't care for you. And I did keep tabs on you, I watched you struggle." She told me and I scoffed. "Thats pathetic Naomi. And I think we both know that. You're the mafia. I was already a tad bit scared of you. There was no fucking reason to lie to me. So Naomi, it's fucking pathetic." I said, standing up. She did as well. Walking to me. "I know. And I'm sorry. But it is the truth. I just wanted to mess with you. I didn't know I was going to catch feelings, I've never done that before."

She looked down at me, her eyes full of regret. "What I said about you was the past. What I said and did to those other girls I wrote about was the past. If you see I haven't wrote in it since the second day you came here." She told me. "What if you're lying to me? Have you been lying to me about everything?" I asked her and she shook her head. "Of course not baby, I haven't. I swear." She said, grabbing my hand.

"I swear I've not lied to you baby. I wouldn't." She said, I looked up at her, tears brewing in my eyes. "Come on baby, trust me. I haven't lied after that. Everything else is the truth." She said, bending down to my height. She grabbed my face, and tried to kiss me. But I turned my head. "Baby, I swear. I really do. I don't think about you in that way anymore, I really do like you. I like the way you make me feel, I like how sexy you get when you get what you want. You're my queen."

She tried to kiss me once more. "You're my future." Naomi mumbled to me. She pecked my lips and looked me in my eyes. "I'm sorry. I really am. I understand you're pissed at me. But do believe I truly like you and I'm not lying to you. You're everything to me." She whispered. I sighed and slowly nodded. "Ok. I forgive you. Just don't ever in your fucking life let something like that happen, or else I'll chop your dick off In your sleep."

She chuckled and kissed me deeply. I wrapped my arms around her shoulders, and she grabbed my ass. "Make up sex?" I asked, she nodded and picked me up.

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