When Will I Fall?

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Hey, what's up, guys?~ How are you-... Hold up. When did I send out my last chapter? Like, one before this one?...
You don't know? Let me see my workbook. *Assistant gives work journal to Blue.* *Blue take out glasses and puts it on.* Huh. Looks like I published the last chapter... three weeks ago. Hm. Looks like I have published the first chapter that I actually sent out on time. That's a first. I usually send out after one or 2 months. Turns out I actually kept my word about working on my updating game. Hmm. Thanks, Melissa. *Gives work journal to Melissa (Assistant), she nods and walks away.* Well, I hope you guys enjoy this, very early chapter. Well, early for me. I'll see you guys at the end this chapter, enjoy!~❄

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Echo's POV

Oh, come on! Are you fucking serious? Why the living FUCK did they suddenly decided to come over for a visit? No, better question. Why the fuck are they here? Standing there, frozen in shock, I just continued to stare at them.
"Echo? Echo dear, are you alright?" Snapping back into reality, my facial expression soon turned into a death glare, full of hatred and anger. "Well, well, well. If isn't Mr and Mrs. Hell. What is the occasion for your surprise visit? I didn't even get the poison ready yet." Both of them looked at me with shocked but that immediately turns to guilt. Which I didn't really understand nor care.

"Question, should I get your whip for your daily torture? Or would you like to have piss, shit, and rat poison in your tea to make you more toxic?" Miranda looked at me hurt, which baffled me for a second, cause she has no heart. Or mortals. Or Sensibility. Or Mercy. I don't think she's even human. She soon covered it up with a sweet sickening smile. Ugh. I think I'm gonna barf.

"Oh, Echo. Quit joking. We're here to talk." Raising my eyebrow, looked at her from top to bottom, and opened the door wider. "If I was joking, I'd be in a clown Costco costume, bent over wondering, when is Barney going to shove his dick up my ass. But that's beside the point. You wish to talk to King nightmare, huh? Well, wait, here."

Before I could have a chance to walk away, I felt a hand grabbing my wrist. "No!" Turned my head, I narrowed my eyes at her. Not really wanting her filthy hands on me. "Do you mind? I rather have you not touch me." Miranda let go and took a couple of steps back. "We didn't come here to talk to him. We came here to talk to you."

Looking at her like she was crazy, I crossed my arms. "About what?" "Well...you and-" "And what? How you'll throw me into a fire pit and laugh wickedly while watching me burn like the evil demon witch you are?" "No! I meant, talk to you and have a conversation with you." I stared at her for a moment and shook my head as I chuckled. "Wow. Fucktard wasn't kidding when he said both of you wanted to talk to me. I thought he was joking. But then again, the actual joke did just come knocking at the door."

Miranda stares at me with hurt and guilt, then slowly backed away in shame. Andrew sighed, then looked at me with his eyes filled with worry and sadness. As if he actually cared about me as like any father would care about their child. But, I immediately knew it was a trap. I fell for it many times and I'm not gonna fall for it again. Not again. "Echo, listen. I understand why you are angry. I know your past with us was...A little bumpy but-" Ok, I gotta cut this fool. I don't feel like hearing any more bullshit. "Bumpy?!"