"Destiney, I really love being your shrink, I really do," Dr. Patterson sighed sarcastically," but I don't want to hear about your adolescent escapades and how you were a bitch to your friend Bobby, I just want to know what happened to make you go coco for cocoa puffs, okay, so if we could get back to the action, that'd be great." "This bitch ," I mumbled, "Victoria, I can call you Victoria right cousin? First of all, his name is Brian. Second of all if it wasn't related it probably wouldn't have come up, let's use the common sense we learned in college honey. Now if you could stop interrupting I would greatly appreciate it." Dr. Patterson raised her taser then set it down, she rolled her eyes and groaned, "Whatever."
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Runaway Love
Teen FictionDestiney was a normal teenager until she went to Gabe's annual summer football party. Now she's locked in a padded room diagnosed with multiple personality disorder trying to figure out what happened to make her the way she is.
