I've had it with her shit, now it's my turn to get her back for everything she has done to us. When John and I were out, I snagged 2 pairs of handcuffs off the policeman's desk. I punch Grace unconscious and hand cuff her hands and feet. Then I take an old dish rag out of the kitchen and gag her with it. When she comes to, I scream at her, "I'm tired of your shit and I'm not putting up with it anymore! Do you understand?" She nodded the best she could. "If you wanna be a part of us, you need to act like it!" I left her like that for a couple minutes then uncuffed her. I could tell she was scared, and I liked it. When she stood up I could tell I put the cuffs on too tight and yet, I don't feel one inch of pity. She tries to scramble to her feet but I kick her knee so she falls down. I smirk at her and she whimpers. She deserves every bit.
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All Alone
Horror"I don't like you." "Then why did you save me?" "Because I didn't want your blood on my hands."
