well, i had a guest writer for this chapter, one of my best friends, who is known as Hannah in this story as well as in real life and is also known as hyper_crazygurl123 here on wattpad to write her POV! and i recomend u read her story 'The Unfortunate Life'. increadible story! i also think i'd be cool for you to check out other writers that i have fanned some are my other best friends and some are just very good writers that fascinate me :)
alright, on to the story.
CHAPTER 27
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RECAP of Chapter 26:
"Ugh! Dakota! You have to at least eat! You will starve to death." She shook her head and went into the bathroom. "Have done anything at all?"
"I laid in bed and cried." I offered.
"I'm leaving; I will be right back though." She walked out of the bathroom after inspecting it and grabbed her purse walking out the door. I stared at the now
closed door and hoped Steph wasn't going to make me do anything. I waited five minutes then went and crawled back into bed. I stared at the ceiling for only god knows how long until I went to sleep for the first time in a couple weeks, but it didn't do any good because it was filled with nightmares anyway.
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**Hannah's POV**
Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. I was hitting my head against the table in the main lobby of the hotel that Dakota ran off to. Thump. Thump. Thump.
"Would you cut that out? It's getting on my nerves," Stefan said while giving a small moan.
I gave him a death glare. Trust me, if looks could kill, that bumface would be pushing up daisies by now. I started hitting my head again, only harder this time,
just to bug him. THUMP. THUMP. THUMP. THUMP.
"Seriously, cut it out."
I lifted my head up. I slowly stood up and towered over him from where he sat. "Listen here, buddy," I said as I shoved my finger in his face. "I don't want to hear anything from you! Stephanie is in there, trying to get Dakota out of that hotel room! This is your stupid mess, and if you hadn't off been sweating on top of some other girl, none of this would have-"
"You know I didn't mean it." Hurt flashed across his face, but I just kept on going. This dude is really starting to piss me off. Usually I'm a pretty easy going gal, but when he does something like what he did, and to Dakota especially, that just crosses the line. And my line is pretty dang hard to cross.
"I said shut it! Do I need to go and duct tape your mouth shut or something!? Shut. Up. Shut up! No, don't even say anything. Don't even breathe. You're a frickin' angel, a bad one, but still an angel, so who cares if you don't breathe for a few minutes, hmm? You'll live. I think."
I stared at him after I finished my short rant of telling him to shut his pie-hole. He shut up, but was giving me the death glare I had just given him. I bet he's thinking of multiple ways to kill me right now. If he kills me, then I will kill him MORE! I remember exactly what happened after I saw Dakota flee from the room, almost in tears....
**FLASHBACK**
I was dancing around and laughing with Raziel, and he held me up as I leaned my head back. As I was leaning back I saw Dakota storming out of the room, upside down. I brought my knee up suddenly, for some reason (reflexes, probably) and kneed Raziel in the ballsack. He dropped me onto the floor and he held himself where I had rammed my knee into, and was wincing. Some people rushed over to help me up, and I rubbed my head where I had smashed it.
