The Entitled Date

Chapter 21. Sara Lins Unofficial Restraining Order

-2009-

-Yvonne Bruce Meade- Suffering. (Alot)

She had been stuck in the basement for a whole of three days.

Celine was serious about cutting off the fingers.

They had actually done it with a straight face.

She was given food but she felt like she had been kidnapped. Which she basically had.

The door opened. Only slightly. "Heyy Eve. Hows Sasha feeling."

They say this to prove a point.

Sasha was crying at the fact they had last three fingers had been brutally cut off.

"Can you stop hurting them they didnt even do anything?"

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There expression was horrid. "Wanna donate a hand? Or a few fingers to keep from losing the ability to write. I mean the writing hands are very soon. Two away."

Ever since they had started this whole thing they looked entirely different. Before this in Highby they looked so ..kind and just abit moody. But generally innocent.

This was just psychotic.

Sasha was so terrified she just ..Celine wasn't stopping.

"I take that's a no? Well you know the solution then. Help me find Avery."

She really.. wanted to help but they were convinced she knew exactly where.

"Celine I don't KNOW where Avery is."

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There look didnt change. "I don't believe you Meade. Prove to me you have no fucking clue and IL maybe be more relaxed in the torture but for now. No. It's you or her that suffers. I'm the executer not the judge nor the jury."

They crossed there arms while they sat on the stairs.

It went quiet for a tiny bit.

"Why are you doing this Celine? When did this ever seen right?"

There expression was still very emotionless.

"I mean since what happened with Harriet I felt so happy doing it. Like I felt happiness. Next to being with Avery odviously but like after the first kill it's pretty easy to not feel bad."

The malice in their eyes was near horrifying.

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"Don't kill Sasha. Avery would hate you they are best friends." Celine laughed.

"She doesn't even completely know they are what they are."

They pointed at a near recreation of what she had but worse.

Whore was written on their back arm.

"Also you called me one in the text."

It was actively bleeding. Right now.

She did ... maybe.

"I didn't expect this though. Celine IV already been through it. I get your angry but on Sasha. She's practically harmless."

"Filthy liar she sent those tests. I have her phone. Matches the number."

"How did you know."

She may have...

"You are a much better texter than her. IL give you that if nothing else. And bad grammar.

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