ten ~ the truth at last 😟❤️‍🩹

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*Jeremy's pov

I'm so done with her. She is no sister of mine, not anymore.

I'm staring at her while she and herbert are being hugged by my dad's, and I hate her.

I'm glad those bitchass babies are gone. I wish they had just been aborted, and I wish róūjinæ wasn't my sister, and I wish Herbert still loved me....

He's all I can think about every minute of every day. His muscled arms, his chisled jaw, his massive third leg..oops- uhm..

Róūjinæ storms over to me, looking like she has a bone to pick.

She looks me dead in the eyes and says "what's your problem asshole?!"

That's it.

I am so fucking done with her.

Before I'm able to think about it, my hand whips out and I slap her across her fugly face so hard that she flies across the room and smacks against the wall.

I feel a surge of pleasure. I love watching her get karma.

"YOU BITCH!" she yells storming to her feet and over to me "YOUR GONNA PA-"

I'm dragging her outside and licking the massive glass doors behind us so no one can hear us fight.

"Don't" I say, my voice deep with anger "try to blame me and play the victim."

"But it's all your fault! I didn't..I didn't do anything wrong!!"

I hit her again, knocking her into the pool.

She crawls out, and stands in front of me trembling. I don't feel bad for her though,

She deserves it she deserves worse.

"How did you do it?"

"Do what??"

"How did you make herbert love you?"

"I didn't make hi-"

"TELL ME."

Her eyes shift around, and she shrinks in on herself almost pitiful.

"I...I stole a lock of his hair from the locker you had. I did a spell, some easy voodoo, and..he loved me."

My heart drops.

Voodoo? Is that reversible?? How?? What?? Is she insane? Is she a witch?

"Th-the website said the spell would wear off in a year.." she says

"I thought I could make him really fall for me by then..." She sobs.

A year? It's been more than a year though... Does that mean- does that mean the spell will break anytime now??!

Both of us spin around as the glass door slams open, shattering into a million shards.

Herbert steps out slowly, as if he's in a trance, he wears a confused look on his face.

"Babe.." he says, taking a step forward.

"yes?" Me and róūjinæ both say in unison, then glare at each other.

He starts to walk forward, and we both tense up in anticipation.

Who will he choose?

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