My thoughts couldn't keep me from wondering..."what if" I was worried about him. "What if he is going to leave?" I had all these what-ifs pondering my mind. It just wouldn't stop spinning. It felt as if I was spiraling. "His mom could kill him, I mean... My sister" The thought of this made me sick. As I kept on pacing, I started walking around in circles. Then I kept looking for more heroine.
"Goddamn it. Geezus!" Kicking things in frustration and shouting curses. Now, Knowing this wouldn't get me any where closer to finding the heroine and especially the meth I kept shoving things around and turning the place into a mess. "Why is it no where to be fucking found!!!" I was stressing about ... Well everything...
Cruel mean while was lured by my sister into the dark unknowns of the fashion world and drug gangs and whatnots galore...
((Sorry I had my phone taken away by my parents and I'm 22 years old. Long story)
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Mother Dearest (a cruella fanfiction/ 101 Dalmatians/ a future cruella sequel )
FanfictionMother Dearest is about the aftermath of how cruella faked her own death thus, she faked Estalla's death which was her old dying personality. Now seeking her own fortune aka Estella's fortune money that mummy's given her, she now has all the freedom...
