Purge Me, Daddy

It was that time again...

Every eighteen years the annual week of purge would commence. Five days where anyone does whatever they want without getting justice or having to be restrained by the police. Me, kaycee and Daniel were more than thrilled to drive tons of knives through our school's queen B and her minions. She was a fucking headache and I was more than happy to melt that damn plastic. I was so gonna enjoy this, until that jerk who suddenly broke off our friendship because I was 'not the person he expected' stepped back into my life. Since he heard about the whole purge shit he became a bipolar asshole. Hating me yet loving the idea of me under him. 'I had what he wanted', he claimed

And what does my ex best friend Christian want?

Me screaming Daddy