Farrah Abraham {Behind Closed Doors}

Attack On Trisha

After jumping out the window Farrah made a run for it to her hometown. She thought it was a good idea to run home but after running two miles she couldn't  bare the pain of her bare foot. She cursed Sherri for breaking the flip flop for her left foot and also for the wounds she caused her. Her other foot was in pain as well but there were no cuts as that flip flop was still on her foot and not broken. Farrah reached into the pocket of her white high waisted shorts and pulled out her gold iPhone 6. She unlocked it and admired the picture of herself as her wallpaper before opening the Twitter app. Farrah standing in the middle of the road, minding her open business didn't realise that she was holding up traffic. She had drowned out the sound of the shouts and honking as this happens to her on a daily bases. After much deliberation a woman in her late 20s with blonde hair and a thicker frame got of of her g-wagon and walked up to Farrah. "Excuse me miss but your holding up traffic." Farrah turned her head swiftly, her brown locks flowed in the air and replied "Shut up bitch!!!" Taken aback the shorter of the two said in a weak voice "Eh it's n-not okay to t-talk to p-people like that." Farrah then said in a sassy voice "Who the hell are you, you skank." The blonde the replied with a slightly stronger voice "My name is Trisha... Trisha Paytas. And you are?" Farrah looked at Trisha and screamed "How don't you know who I AM?! It's Farrah Abraham BITCH!!

Trisha not surprised at the anger level now as she discovered who it was. She couldn't tell it was Farrah due to the size of her lips and how drastically they have changed. Trisha started a sentence but was interrupted by fellow youtuber Shane Dawson. "What the f@!? is going on?" Shane asked angrily but when he seen who was causing the commotion his angered face faded. "Omg queen what are you doing here?" he asked and was about to ask another but Farrah karate chopped his neck and it sent him flying. Trisha screamed and Farrah raised her hand up. Trisha stared at the long, maroon, sharp acrylics on her nails with fear. "P-please don't do this... I will do anything you ask." Farrah dropped her hand and Trisha sighed. Farrah seen the police car behind her on the reflection of the cars. Once again the people were glued to what was going in front of them with fear and interest on their faces. Farrah glared at them and they all coward in their cars. Farrah went up to Trisha with her arms open to embrace the blonde woman. Trisha opened her arms but suddenly Farrah dropped her shorts and her white lace underwear and sucked Trisha into the abyss. She heard the bang of a policeman's gun but dodged it and ran down the grassy hill on the side of the highway.