(S1) CHAPTER 3

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BELINDA: Uhm I dunno, I just do. it's called SELF-DEFENSE.

WYATT:  That wasn't self defense, blondie. You were gonna get felony charges.

BELINDA: " Were?"... oh no what did u do..

WYATT: What had to be done. You might want to thank me, I saved your ass

BELINDA: Great, yeah thanks, bye-

(she tries to walk away but he pulls her back in)

WYATT: Not so fast, I don't know if you realize, you're just a little slow, but, i'm blackmailing you.

BELINDA: Oh wow so what, if I don't do what you say, you'll send the video to the police? Please, your wanted from what I heard-

(he slammed her to the wall, and placed his hands above her head. He looked pissed)

WYATT: You don't know me.

BELINDA: And that's exactly why I don't wanna work with you. You're a criminal.

WYATT: So are you. Don't mess with me.

BELINDA: Or what?-

(she says tracing his jawline. She smirks as it dissapears to an annoyed look. they rolled their eyes)

BELINDA: Anyways, why me? Literally, I just defended myself, yes I shot him, but he annoyed me. Get someone skilled, use your connections, whatever. You're in the mafia, ffs.

WYATT: You think I didn't think of that at first?? I need an assistant to help me with my personal missions. I need someone not known-

(as he was talking, you saw a tattoo on his neck. She gets closer to see it's a letter)

WYATT: HEY! what are you doing??

BELINDA: Sorry, I noticed your tattoo. Does it mean anything?

WYATT: Yes, it does, nosey.

BELINDA: What does it mean?

WYATT: It's the initial of the girl I love... now stop asking questions, blondie.

BELINDA: My name isn't bLonDie, it's Belinda, get it right, half and half.

(His eyes widened as he heard the name)

WYATT:(THINKING) Belinda...? my Belinda??... no. no no no It couldn't be. Definitely no.

BELINDA: Can we talk about this later? Im still pissed at you.

WYATT: Like I give a damn.

BELINDA:... Stay still, i'm going in for another punch.

WYATT: You gave me a black eye, I now have to cover my face with makeup.

BELINDA: Like I give a damn.

(she says mocking him)

BELINDA: Now move, get out of my way.

(Belinda goes back to lunch and sits to see Emma holding in something)

EMMA: SPILL NOW!!

BELINDA: Wha-

EMMA: TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED??



END OF CHAPTER 3


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