Part 2

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Narrator/Nyana:

After that...... interesting dinner I went up to speak to Chris because I was getting suspicious.

Chris:

After I had my small outburst at the table I came back to my room and turned on my music. The first thing that came on was "Kissing girls by Grady" I started daydreaming as the song played. I was thinking of Angel and I, then I got obnoxiously interrupted by knocking at my door. I can never have peace in this fucking house can I. "COME IN " I say loud and rudely when I say that Nyana walks in through the door. Of course, it's her I would rather have Anthony bother me about something random than have to face her right now. As he complete steps into the room I realized I didn't put my plans away. "What do you want Nyana" I said with a sigh as I tried to gather my plans without look looking suspicious. "Well, I was wondering about the way you acted downstairs" she asked weirdly " nothing happened downstairs I'm tired can you get out now." I spoke with a glare " Sorry I was just wondering because you seemed upset with someone at the dinner table that's all." she glared in suspense "well I wasn't so leave" I said trying to get her to leave quicker "Imma find out what's wrong eventually." she convicted as she left my room.

Maybe I should get rid of her. She is good at figuring stuff out, and I can't let her onto me and tell Anthony and angel or try to stop me. No neverminded I can't get rid of her. She is way too important to angel if I do something to Nyana I will never be able to get Angel to love me. I'll have to be more careful control my emotions, I can't let her catch on. if she, does it will ruin the whole plan, if that happens I might just have to make a plan for everyone to be out my way, yeah ill make backups just in case Nyana figures me out, but for right now I will have to keep her off my ass.

Jesus these people make my ass itch.

Nyana/narrator:

After my conversation with Chris, I have become more suspicious than I already was. when I walked in, he seemed angry like I interrupted something, then he had them grimy ass papers out again I got a bit of a look at them before he swooped them up and asked me what I wanted from the part I saw it mentioned him wanting to hurt someone. After our short convo of him not really giving any useful info, he rushed me out of his room. He is doing something and I'm going to figure out what it is.


His attitude makes my ass itch.

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