Chapter Forty-One.

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"Well, well, well. If it isn't the..slut" she said as she walked over to me after closing the door with her foot.

"Im a slut?" i said as i got up from the bed, glaring at her with my dull eyes. I could still tell i hadn;t dried my eyes properly as another tear rolled down my cheek.

Instead of her asking what the matter was, she leant against the door and started to laugh lightly in her horrible high-pitched laugh.

What did Frankie ever see in this girl?

I wiped my tear away quickly as i glared at her, trying to be strong. trying not to cry anymore..escpially not infront of her.

"Your actually crying because you failed to get Frankie to fall for you" she said as she finally stopped laughing.

I parted my lips lightly to say something, but I couldn't speak. I had no idea what to say.

"You are truly pathetic." she said as she walked around Frankie's bedroom, her high heels making loud noises on the wooden flooring as she walked.

"I'm pretty sure your the one whos pathetic." I snapped at her, she turned on her heels and faced me, she was about two meters away from me.

"What did you just say?" she said as she flicked her blonde hair over her shoulders, she reminded me a little of Sasha.

"You hear what i--" i got cut of by her loud shouting.

"You bitch!" she shouted loudly as she lunged forward, i fell on my back as she started to hit me hard. I felt something trickle from my lips, as i realised it was blood.

I tried to stop her but she continued hitting me, shouting horrible things to me, making me start to cry hard.

Suddenly, the door flung open and the last thing i saw was Frankie..

Before I blacked out.

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