Next Level Hatred

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Show me how it ends

It's alright

Show me how defenseless

You really are

Satisfied and empty inside

That's alright

Let's give this another try

         Kenzee knew she had to get rid of Michela. She saw the way Justin looks at her, she is the reason Justin and she never kissed. Michela Kastle has to go. Kenzee walked up to Nicholas.

        "Hey Nicholas, can you give me Michela's number? I kept on forgetting to get it from her and I would love to be able to talk to her way more often,"

        Nicholas did not see any harm to it. So he nodded.

        "Sure, her number is: *********,"

        Kenzee smiled brightly,

        "Thanks, Nicholas!"

        Nicholas nodded.

        "Yeah, no problem,"

        Kenzee soon left after saying goodbye to Justin and his brothers and Brandon. She texted Michela: (So neither have the other's contact so it's just going to be both as their actual name)

Kenzee: Meet me outside the tennis club

Michela: Umm...who is this?

Kenzee: A friend, I wanted to show you something cool. Nicholas gave me your number.

Michela: uh...ok

Kenzee: Great!! See you soon!

        Kenzee smirked and ran to the tennis club with a hoodie up and a bag in hand. Michela walked outside with only her phone in her pocket and her keys. Michela immediately spotted the hooded figure and walked up to the figure.

        "Who are you?"

        Kenzee smirked and turned around. Michela's eyes widened. Kenzee glared at her.

        "I told you to STAY away from my man. Now you will pay,"

        Michela glared back, finally about to stand up for herself.

        "No, you listen here. I will not be bullied by some git like yourself to stay away from my fri-"

        Michela never got the chance to finish her sentence. Michela began to feel a wetness dripping down her stomach. There was a knife deep in her stomach. That was when the pain started. First, there was an intense tingle. Second, she could feel an intense burning, as to which she screamed out in pain. Kenzee ran away after taking the knife out, making the bleeding even worse and the pain was unimaginable. Michela knew she needed help as she laid on the floor. She took out her phone and clicked on the first contact she had: Nickey!!! (Bold is Nicholas)

"Hey-"

"He-help,"

"Are you okay??"

"I...I'm in front of...front of the Tennis...the tennis thing...help,"

"Mickey, you are scaring me...what's wrong,"

"Blood...so much blood,"

"WHOSE BLOOD?!"

"I...I...help,"

"I'm on my way! Is it your blood?"

"I...Think so,"

"Oh my god, what happened?"

"I...I can't think,"

"Stay with me Michela, I just left the house."

        Michela did not answer...

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