Emotionless Control ✔

"Someone didn't get a kiss from his mommy today, huh?" I mock Jace with a smirk, my fists ready to punch.

"You really have a death wish, don't you?" He asks me amused.

"Yea, help me out a little?" I challenge him, he already thinks that i'm joking until he notices my dead serious face. His eyes twist into surprise, confusion and something i can't decipher.

Let the fight begin.

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My name is Bellatrix Williams. I'll make my life description as short as possible.

I'm probably a mixture from psychopath and a sociopath, i haven't been to the rapist recently, sorry to the Therapist recently so i don't exactly know. I'm also a part from a streetfighting community but in school i'm a nerd so my past wouldn't find me or i'm a dead woman, literally.

I have a lot of secrets, too many. My secrets are safe until i mess up, the alternative is my death, again.

It's a game for my life. Will i survive?

*contains inappropriate language