(In the process of editing and filling plot holes lol) If the term "fuck around and find out" was a person it'd be Erin Whitaker. Being sold at the age of 18, she's back five years later with revenge on her mind. No one is gonna get in her way excep...
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My body tenses up and my fingers flex at my sides as I resist the urge to PUSH HER THE FUCK OFF OF ME
That is until she starts sobbing in my ear.
"I missed you so much"
This isn't something I accounted for. I assumed that everyone had moved on and forgot about me. Klaus made sure he consumed my entire being to the point where I damn sure forgot about them. He didn't want me to be able to function without him and now that's he's dead, I can only function off rage. The man got his wish
It's not her fault I have no idea how to be a functioning member of society. I honestly don't plan to live long enough to become one.
Still not her fault and ... I think I miss her
I hug Nicole back tightly and bury my face in her shoulder. I met Nicole the first time Gen tried to sell me. Her mom, Nia saw and went the fuck off. Nicole asked if I wanted her to help me run away. Her house was always my refuge growing up. Like I said, most days Gen forgot she had a fucking kid but Nia always made sure I was clothed, fed and properly taken care of. She was my real mom. How the fuck did I forget about them?
Nicole pulls back
"It's so great to see-What the fuck happened to your face? Was it you?"
She whips her head to Moretti. He's still here?
"Hold my shit"
She drops her bag in my hand
"Imma whoop your ass"
Moretti recovers from the shock
"You know you're threaten a cop, right?"
"I don't give a fuck if you were Barack Obama. Her...Not her!"
She's always been extremely protective of me but there's only so much one can do when legally Gen held the power. We all know what type of shiesty bitch she is. Still Nicole was, and still is, willing to fight everyone
"It wasn't him"
I say handing her back her bag
"Oh. Count your blessings, you rejected Hollister ad"
She really didn't like that cop comment. Crazy how the more things change, the more they stay the same. Before everything, I would have told you Nicole was my soul mate in best friend form. No one knew me better than she did
"And you! You owe me money and an explanation. Where the fuck were you? There we were packing to head to Paris for your 18th birthday and then you fucking disappeared."
The memory suddenly hits me full force
I stayed at Nicole's house per usual. It was the day after graduation and we decided to stay in bed. Partially because we were recovering from the night before and partially because for the first time, we had no obligations.
