Sweet But Psycho
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Aileeta Cortez, an 18 year old Italian. she looks like any normal teenage girl but she holds a bad reputation. she's sent to England to carryout an almost impossible mission.
Alex Colebert, a 19 year old European boy who crosses paths with Aileeta in Oakham college, England.
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"Don't be fooled by my beauty and age cold butt or whatever you call yourself" I grin wickedly at him, loving how the fear burns all over his face, I love fear, it boosts my ego. I take slow strides closer to him, he struggles to break loose from the chair he's tied to but it's just a waste of time. I'm now very close to him, my knees brushing his shaky ones.
I place one leg on the side of the chair he's seated on and pull out a pistol from my waistband. I look into his hazelnut eyes for his reaction. scared, confused, just the reaction I was dying for.
"Holy shit that's a gun" he exclaims
"I told you earlier not to be fooled. I'm evil, wicked, I'm the devil, I rob banks, innocent people, I derive joy from people's pain and fear, I get wealth by doing dare devil jobs-"
I cut myself in, not wanting to leak too much info. I've said just about enough already.
"I still love you " he spat, glaring intently at me. mine widens in shock I quickly mask it over with an emotionless and bored expression. I close up our space once more.
"Even if I am ready to blow out your brain? don't you think it's a little too soon for you to use the word "love" ?it's pretty strong!! " I press the gun on his temple, my finger lingering on the trigger.
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