❝for once in your life.. can you just not be so.. so mean?❞ y/n asked ziggy.
❝for once in your life could you just stop pretending?❞
ziggy threw the shirt at y/n aggressively. ❝you're shadyside. incase you forgot.❞
in which two opposites attracted
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"before the witches final breath, she found a way to cheat her death." the four kids chanted around ziggy, as ziggy had her hands tied up.
"oh, god!" ziggy struggled, with her hands tied up.
"by cutting off her hand, she kept her grip on our land. she reaches from beyond the grave, to make good men her evil slaves." they continued chanting around the redhead.
"she'll take your blood, she'll take your head, she'll follow you until you're dead."
and with that, they tossed ziggy onto the ground.
"string her up." sheila's friend instructed.
"no, stop it! stop it! stop." ziggy protests. "let me down, you shits! let me down!"
sheila walked up to ziggy, and took the ten dollars out of ziggy's pocket.
"well, well. what do we have here?" sheila asked.
"goddamn theif!" will insulted.
"no, no, she's no thief. she's possessed by the witch." sheila joked. "the only way to explain her psycho behavior."
"fuck you!" ziggy yelled to sheila, and punched sheila with her elbow.
sheila grunted in pain, and turned back to ziggy.
"guess we're even now." ziggy smirked, with her bloody nose.
"you do know what they did to sarah fier, right?" sheila gritted through her teeth. "they hanged her. from this very tree. but she'd have died forever if you did what you always do to witches."
