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In Fall of October 2021, a mistreated girl with no memory of her childhood, Maxine Isabella Devlin, and her only best friend, Narciss...
TW: blood / death This one is kinda short & edited
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I still have to visit this stranger tonight and I do think it's some guy who wants to fuck with me, but at the same time, it's the same guy who has been messaging me like crazy since last year. Again, I'm most likely not going to visit him.
He'll get into my head anyway.
I recently got an "X" tattoo on my pointer finger, it was Layla's idea and I don't even know what it stands for but it's a nice tattoo to have as a birthday gift. I also told Layla about what Louis said and she said that she'll figure out what Skulls want without being seen or getting killed. Whenever I hear about Skulls or hear his strange name, my heart always skips a beat. But I won't let the fear grow in me.
Why should I be afraid of him?
There's something in my gut that wanted me to ask Layla if she can maybe make me change even though I did ask her that a long time ago and she said it's up to me so I just went with it. But the gut wanted so much more than just a little.
I've done so much bad things... like after killing someone for the job, There's blood on my hands and I've heard people say that blood on your hands or something means that your guilty... I do feel guilty depending on who I'd attack, not knowing if they have kids or left their family for a job like a mafia.
Maybe everyone else besides Polly and Zoe feels the same.
Last week, three women got murdered by some "assassin?" that me and the girls are trying to track down right now and I finally found him at some club I'm heading to with Victoria and the others. Whoever hurts us, we'll make sure we get them back like an aftertaste of a good meal.
I stepped out of the vehicle, and so did the others behind me soon after. My hair was all swept back having this wet look from the other night but better since it isn't in a tight bun. I'm nkw wearing a black laced detailing corset that's a little bit see-thru with a black mini leather skirt and the silver heart locket Mr. Anderson gave me since I didn't want to wear a diamond necklace or anything. I also have fishnet gloves on so I wouldn't worry about that scar on the palm of my hand that's been cut in the same place twice.
