Chapter 15

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Coco felt every inch of her form quiver with rage. Of course Ms Venable had her eyes on you, you're so kind and understanding, so gentle and creative. Coco glanced to you, her heart aching. How could Venable steal you from her? She knows nothing about you and yet she performs this big grand gesture to get your affection after hurting you!? Coco came to you, gently cupping your face. "Did she hurt you?" Coco asked quietly. "Uhm... Mr Langdon did." You admitted. "That blonde bastard! I'll -" "Coco, you'll get yourself killed." You butted into her plan like a wet dog walking through a paper towel factory, halting her mind.

"Killed?" Coco whispered. "(Y/N), I am in love with you. How blind are you!? I've been in love with you for so long and-" "Coco, I love Lady Venable." You admitted, seeing her face drop from anger to downright terror. "You can't! You can't love her! She hurts everyone and-" "Coco, I can't decide who I love, it just happened! She saved me, that had to stand for something."

Coco stared at you, bewildered. "She doesn't deserve you." Coco retaliated, grabbing your hands. "You deserve someone who actually loves you." Coco whispered, leaning closer. She felt your pillow make contact with her face, pulling it away and seeing you run out in your undergarments. Coco got up, running after you. That was until she saw you run straight to Ms Venable, into the jaws of a blood-thirsty predator. "Ms Vanderbilt." Ms Venable hissed softly in recognition, a black cloak being draped over your shoulders by the wicked woman. "Venable." Coco bit back, fuming as Venable gently coaxed you closer into a protective embrace. She could feel Langdon's eyes watching all three of you, enamored by the chaos.

Coco marched to her room, screaming once she closed the door and throwing items around. She threw a book, seeing it fall into the fire. It was her notebook for the games. She ran towards it, trying to carefully remove it. Most of the pages burnt, but one page remained unchanged. It had a singular word written within it as the fire gently warmed her ice cold anger.

Revenge.

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