Silent Intentions
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MatureComplete Sun, May 10, 20152h 8m
I stared at her with hate in my eyes. “Darling, why are you being so quiet? I heard you loud and clear in there a second ago" she giggled while I growled under my breath. “What the hell are you doing here, you psychotic bitch" Chelsea snapped from behind me. The tension was suffocating as Chelsea balled her fist up as if she wanted to preform her own plastic procedure on Lana. “Awe look, it’s my little cousins friend" she grinned when I winced. “Your friend is a freak that deserves to die.” Chelsea looked hurt for a split second before she began to once again maintain a strong appearance.
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