Wicked Plan (Complete)

Camila fuckin Cabello.

Let's get one thing straight the girl is hot, all long hair and Latin ass and normally if a girl looked like her I would be have had her multiple ways, multiple times by now but not this girl, this girl is my fuckin nemesis.

Little miss ray of fuckin sunshine, all happy and smiley, her teeth are too white and I see them way too often for a girl that has never given me head.

I shake my head in disgust as she leans her head on her hand and twists her hair around her finger as she and a group of her airhead friends discuss the important life altering subjects of hair and make up and what guys going to take them to prom.

Fuck that shit and fuck her. She knows nothing of the real world, I have seen her in town with her mother and sister, the three of them linking arms and giggling like the teenager only one of them is.

I hate her with a passion.

I hate the way she looks and the way she walk, I hate the way she giggles and jokes and bounces everywhere, i hate how much everyone loves her but most of all I hate what she is and what she has because it's everything I will never be or have.

"What's up?" Asks Conner, his eyebrows lowered "You are looking at Cabello like she might be next on your menu"

"No fuckin way. The only part of me that's ever going to be on her is my foot on her neck whilst she begs me for mercy. I'm going to destroy her and I'm going to love every God damn minute of it"