Behind the eyes of a lunatic (undergoing editing)

27- I know

Right now, I was more confused than Joey Essex getting asked about continents. and sweating more than a filthy whore in church.

"Oh..okay. Thanks" Leaving Olivia standing there with a puzzled expression., I made a b-line for my sisters car. She wouldn't mind me using it just for today, would she?

Yes she would, and you know that

Shrugging away my thoughts, I quickly ran inside and grabbed the keys.

Oh Megan, if it is you....good luck

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LifeWrecker's POV :

Cracking my fingers, I quickly typed in the passcode to view any new material I could use for today's plan.

sitting back in my chair, I shot up within seconds as I saw the bitch had found the bug that was feeding every part of information I had posted.

"No!" I yelled.

Sticking my hands in my hair, I kicked the pile of clothes that were directly opposite me.

"Maybe it's a sign?" Snapping my head towards the imbecile sitting on my bed.

I felt like grabbing their hair and ripping it out with my bare hands.

Maybe it was a sign? Maybe that was a sign for me to gauge their eyeballs out.

"Just shut up!" I screeched with my teeth glued together.

"Just shut up, shut up, shut up!" Grabbing bunches of my hair, i span around and scanned the room trying to look for something specific. The feeling of anger began to rise once again.

"Maybe we should stop" I swear to god most people were so annoying, i wouldnt blink twice before or after running them over with 5 trucks full of weights.

"Maybe you should choke to death?" I spat while running to my iphone.

Hearing my door slam shut, i saw how the pile of shite had exited my room in a sulk. Sorry, was i supposed to care for their feelings?

Dialling the number i needed, i tapped my foot impatiently as all i heard were the annoying rings.

"Hello?" The voice from the other end finally spoke.

"Finally, I need you to do something for me......."

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Carmela's POV:

Switching off the radio, i tried to concentrate on the road once again. I swear to you, if i hear 'Call me maybe' play one more time, i wont be held responsible for my actions.

My mind began to drift off to the saddening things i had experienced only in this week. I had felt shitter than Kelsie when she thought Kourtney Kardashian and Scott Disick were breaking up. That week she went through more tissues than a horny 13 year old and a free house.

Breaking away from my thoughts, i crashed my foot on the break as i noticed the red light, and Jensen trying to cross the road.

Jumping back, I swear he had grew a foot or 2 as a threatening expression crossed his face. Starting to throw curse words in my direction, they slowly came to a halt as he saw it was me behind the steering wheel.

Shrinking back down, he placed an apologetic smile back onto his pink lips, and quickly opened up the drivers door.

Cars behind me started to honk as the traffic light flashed green. Jensen quickly unbuckled my seatbelt and pushed me into the passenger seat. Sliding himself in, he started to drive off just as a burly man had clambered out of his red truck directly behind us.