The Dance

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Lincoln is sitting on his couch. He has a box of chocolate in his lap. He wears a tuxedo.
Jordan is inspecting him.
  Sacrais sits criss-Cross next to Lincoln, bored.

"Hottie!" Exclaimed Jordan.

Lincoln Said "Yeeeeeeeesssss!!!"

Bella Came In.

"Hey Linco? You ready?" She asked.

"Born Ready!" He said back.

It was the next day. The sun was shining bright, and the world look beautiful to Lincoln De. Today. Jordan and Sac held hands, dancing among the flowers.
  It seemed like Bella was not in such the mood.

'Hmph.' She Thought. 'Sac did not blush when he looked at me like I expected. Jordan must be big competition.'

She inwardly smiled. She thought that Linco was any old person and that a twitch of a finger on a gun and that was Good-Bye Linco forever. And boy was she wrong.
  Linco, as you may know, is a Dream Demon. That Means he will respawn at his home just like friends and family.

As you can guess, the dance went like this.

1. Bella went for a drink
2. Linco and Bella hit the dance floor
3. Bella went to the bathroom to ponder her plan
4. She tried her best to flirt with Sac, witch he did not pick up
5. She put her plan into action

She ushered Lincoln to a corner.

"Do you know who keeps Silver Bullets in her gun?" She asked.

"Who?" He asked.

"Me." And then she pulled out a gun and shot him before he could react.

She crept back into the Bathroom to wash the blood away.

6. Tried to Flirt with Sac again, just to fail.

She left the dance but Sac picked up that Linco wasn't there.

7. Kill Jordan

She ushered Jordan to yet another corner.

"Do you know who keeps Silver Bullets in her gun?" She asked.

"Who?" She asked. "Me?"

"Me." And then she pulled out a gun and shot her before she could react.

She crept back into the Bathroom to wash the blood away.

When Sac asked where was Jordan, Bella just shrugged.

When Sac found her unconscious body, he called the police.

When the police arrived, the started asking around, and noticed the sliver of a gun under Bella's belt. Before they could react, Lincoln ran in with a bullet in a perfectly healed wound and before anyone could react to this sight pulled the gun out of Bella's belt for everyone to see.

"What the--!"

A police went down, a silver bullet in his leg.

Sac Tackled Bella and the gun out of her hand.

"What do you--!"

"You almost KILLED MY GIRLFREIND!!"

"So?"

"YOU F***! IMMA SHOOTA À-MURDERERA!Yelled Sac in such rage that he put the gun to her head.
Thankfully, before any violence, a cop restrained him.

Bella was about to be in prisoned, but one of her comrades said "Look! I remember him Raping her!" Suddenly, Police were looking for evidence, and found a fake video of Sac Raping Bella. It was enough for everybody though...

"Sac...! Why would you do this to me...." Sobbed Jordan. Sac tried to explain, but no one believed him... Jordan broke up with him, Lincoln became his enemy, and he was sentenced 13 years of prison...
















WHAT HAS BEFALLEN OUR HERO?!

Shortly after being thrown in jail, Sac finally had the time to hate Bella. Trail had been short — the video had been his case, including him needling her, f***ing her, and repeatedly forcing her to kiss him. He was disgusted, depressed, and angry. He had lost his business too, as well as Brian, and everyone else that he was friends with. He felt like stabbing Bella slowly and watching her suffer, but quickly erased these dark thoughts. Bella was only disgraces for Owning and shooting a gun. AS IF, though. She had almost killed Jordan... who no longer loved him. He cried...
"Yeah, You shouldn't have Raped her, should've you?" Said his guard.

"I din't thought!" Sac retorted angrily.

"Oh yeah, huh." Smirked his guard.

"Why couldn't you just check the origins!"

The guard paused, then said, "Hey, that is a good idea... ok, lemme tell boss..." The guard left.

Sac sighed and slid down his seat. Alright, time for trail

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