𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆

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▄︻デᴋᴀᴛʜᴇʀɪɴᴇ ══━一

"TAKE HER to my doctor. Katherine and I will try and figure out what happened." She muttered, Nick nodded and walked them both to the doctor in the other room.

Naomi slowly walked to me, with hooded eyes. "I'd advise your ass to get the fuck upstairs." She said lowly, but I shook my head and smirked. "No." I said. "No?" She asked, and I nodded. "What are you gonna do about it?"

"Drag your ass up the stairs." She said, she didn't look like she was joking. "You know what I realized? You laughed at her little slave joke. Do you like me being a slave? Oh I bet you did, you Russian bitch." I said, rolling my eyes. "First of fucking all, I didn't laugh at her. I wasn't even focused on her. I was focused on the fact that you had some pasta on your chin. Don't fucking think I was laughing at that and don't you ever in your fucking life call me a Russian bitch. Now get your ass up the fucking stairs." She said.

I just giggled and started walking away. "Sad you think I'm going to list-" before I could finish my sentence she grabbed my hair and pulled it. "I said get your ass upstairs. Next time I have to repeat myself I will truly drag you by your hair." She said roughly. I huffed and rolled my eyes. "You're such a fun police. I don't know why that bitch matters anyway." I mumbled, I started walking up the stairs and Naomi trailed behind me. "As soon as we set foot in the room I want you to strip and get on the bed. All fours." She growled.

I rolled my eyes but listened, taking off my shirt and pants. She did the same once I was in my thong and panties. I stripped out of them both and got in the bed, on all fours. She growled. "Are you seriously going to fuck me while your little friend is passed out right now? Probably dead." I smirked. When I looked back she rolled her eyes. "Shut the fuck up." She growled, I just giggled and shook my head. "You're not a very good friend if you're trying to fuck your girl while your friend is possibly dead. I wonder if I did kill her, I'm pretty sure she's gonna die. I put so much in her food and in her drink." I admitted, I just seemed to piss her off even more.

I liked pissing her off. "Are you attracted to that witch? Is that what it is?" I asked her, she slapped my ass and I squealed. "I bet you're thinking of her right now huh?" I smirked, she then growled again and pulled back. "Shit." She mumbled. "I am thinking of her right now. I grew up with her and she was one of my friends and you probably killed her for jealousy." Naomi growled, I groaned. "Oh my god get over it. That was her fault not mine, she just provoked me." I shrugged.

"Basically what you're telling me is, you cannot get over the fucking fact that I have female friends? Should I mention that I'm also a female. So basically I should have all male friends just for the sake of you?" She asked, damn this wasn't a big deal but she seemed really pissed off. "You could've came to me, she jokes. She has no filter. Sure we did fuck, but she has a wife now. And a kid. I hadn't seen her in three years!" She said, yelling at me. I flinched a bit, biting my lip. But then I rolled my eyes and stood up. "You can't blame me for not knowing." I shrugged, she scoffed and put her pants and shirt on. "That's because you never came to me. Nick is about to lose his sister from jealousy."

She said, I got off the bed and grabbed her hand. "But she was being rude to me. And you let her. It wasn't just her not having a filter, but the fact is that every time I was near you, she was near you, then she acted like she wanted me to think she wanted you, then tried to make a racist joke that wasn't even funny." I said, and she scoffed again. "So either you're secretly racist, or you are attracted to her. Which one is it?" Then she laughed, not the good kind of laughing either. "This whole thing is funny you know?" She asked, then she turned to me.

"You're quite funny." She said. "You can't be mad at me. I mean you murdered your parents." I shrugged. "On accident! It wasn't even me who did it! I didn't hold a gun up to their heads! I didn't Poison them!" She yelled at me, then she grabbed her gun from her drawer. "What are you doing with that?" I asked. She shrugged. "I'm mad at you. So of course I'm going to shoot you." She said, tilting her head. "Because that's what we do right? Actually I'm also angry at Matt too. He was fucking my brother, kept breaking my brothers heart knowing I don't want harm to come to my baby brother."

"You'd never shoot me though." I shrugged, gulping a bit. She chuckled. "I wouldn't? What makes you think that?" She asked, smirking. "Because I'm everything you need. You wouldn't be able to live with yourself if I died." She slowly lowered the gun down. "Exactly. I wouldn't live with myself. See you're fine. I'm not. You killed someone out of spite. I get what fun that is, but if I murdered your mother right then and there you wouldn't forgive me, would you?"

"You'd be mad at me for killing someone you loved deeply?" She asked me, I glared at her. "Of course I would." I said, she chuckled. "So what makes you think I'm not livid with you?" She asked, I sighed. "But this is different." I said, she chuckled once again and smirked. "How is it different? Because she made you jealous? Threatened? You knew you already had me, I sleep next to you every night, I wake up next to you, I shower with you, I eat with you, I do everything with you. So how come she made you feel threatened?!"

"You didn't listen to me when I told you to come upstairs! You ditched me for that bitch! Then you sometimes acted as if I didn't exist." I yelled, she laughed, shaking her head and putting the gun down. "Do you like knives?" She asked me.

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QOTD: who is in the wrong? Naomi or Katherine

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