Crazy Bitch, Crazy Love

Sour Cupcakes!

I had finished cleaning the room when Dylan decided to walk in and say, "Yo, Sarah, dinner's ready." "Okay" i said, "i'll be right there." He shut the door, but he was still inside the room. I sighed, "May i help you?" All he did was stare. I felt akward. I asked again, " May i help you, Dylan?" He asked, "Why did they put a nice piece of honey like you in a mental institution?" That bitch! He was hitting on me. I gave him the death stare. Then i walked over towards him and i pushed him against the wall with my hand on his throat. I said, "Listen you man whore, i'm not going to deal with you and your bullshit. Don't you dare think that i would be attracted to some pig like you. You have someone and you shouldn't worry about me or my mental problems. Got it?" He nodded and then i pushed him aside. I turned around and said, "Now get out." I heard him gasping for air and then he was able to breath. I didn't realize how strong i was. I heard him run out the room. I have never did that to anyone before. He did deserve it, that nasty ass. Rebecca yelled, "Sarah, it's time for dinner!" I yelled back, "I'm coming!"

We all sat at the dinner table and she served us our food. It looked amazing. Well, any food would look amazing compared to the slop in the mental hell. We all started to eat when i realized something was rubbing against my leg. I froze. My heart dropped in fear, but i refused to scream. All i did was look under the table just slightly to make sure i didn't look too obvious. And what i saw was horrifying. It was Dylan's foot! That son of a bitch! He just won't get it. I moved my foot and stared at him. I gave him the "touch me again and i'll cut your nuts off" look. I didn't feel his foot again, so i continued to eat. I said, "Since when did you start cooking, Becs. This is amazing!" She smiled and said, "Dahling, you won't believe how many restaurants I've worked in." We started to laugh so hard. It's sounds like she's trying to be the new Mariah Carey.

I finished my plate and i decided that i was going to clean the dishes. Rebecca didn't agree at first, but then she did when i explained that i wanted to. They went up to bed and i started to wash dishes. There were a lot so i might as well play some music while i was at it. I started to sing along with Mariah until i heard a noise. I paused the music and turned off the water. I knew i heard something. And then i heard it more clearly. It was just Rebecca and Dylan "fooling around" if you get what I'm saying. I laughed and started to continue on with the dishes. I played the music and started humming along to it.

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It had been 30 minutes and i had finally finished. That was a lot more dishes than i thought. I didn't know what else to do, so i walked to my room. I heard nothing so i assumed that they were asleep. I shut the door quietly so they wouldn't hear and i sat on the bed. I wasn't tired. However, I was bored. So, i looked through my luggage. I found nothing but clothes. So i had tried out all my clothes. And surprisingly, i looked good in most of them. I did have a lot of cupcake pajamas, though. So, i cut my cupcake t-shirt at the bottom to show my belly button and i wore my soft cupcake pants. (It was basically a whole bunch of cupcakes on soft, blue pants. No big whoop.) They were so comfortable. I couldnt believe how good this looked. I wore it to bed and fell asleep. For a guest bed, it was surprisingly comfortable. Not as comfy as these pants, though!