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He walked around my room, checking the place and finally sat in my bed.

"I really want to fuck you up.", Stephano whispered glaring at me.
"I want to ruin you.", he said again.

I smiled and walked to where he was sitting. 

"That's scary.", I said. "Do you hate me that much, Stephano?"

"People like you shouldn't exist."

"People like me? I just...", I walked around my room "Did what I had to do."

"You poisoned her because you wanted to, not because you needed to."

"Is she dead?", I asked.

He denied with his head getting up the bed.

"Then don't make a drama about it."

"You're sick... and... and disgusting, you're horrible."

"Stephano, she cheated on you."

"And!? That doesn't means you had to poison her!", he raised his hand and slapped me.

I fell on the floor, and I grabbed my burning face.

"I'm sick of you, Ivy."

"Fine.", I got up and fixed my hair.
I looked to the floor for a moment.
Thinking on what I should do.

People suck.

"Fine.", I repeated and looked up to face him. Stephano looked frustrated and heart broken.  "I'm sorry for poisoning your girlfriend. I won't search you anymore, I'll leave you alone forever. Just leave and don't come back.", I said firmly.

"Well, thank you?", he said sarcastically.   "Very nice from you, thanks Ivy."  He showed me the finger.

Stephano grabbed his jacket and stormed out.
I heard the front door slammed closed, seconds later.

I sat in a chair in my room.

I sighed and lighted a cigarette. 
I exhaled, the smoke ran threw the huge mosaic of Stephanos pictures that were hangimg and pasted all over my room.

He's such a kid.

I'm what Stephano calls a sick person. 

The police calls me a stalker.

My parents call me a disgrace.

I call myself Ivy.

Yeah, I stalk Stephano from time to time, so what?

I'm not like those freaks that get obsessed and fall in love all by themselves and stalk people.

That's disgusting. 

I just, like to hurt him...

Stephano is actually,

Like those kind of freaks.

And I just want to get rid of him.

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