Bella:
Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! What the hell was I to do? He grabbed me up and hugged me. And it all stopped. Yeah, I mean I could feel all his shit eating emotions but when he hugged me, everything stopped. All at once.
He was a moron, that I knew. But what the hell? He just came up and hugged me.
Lucky I didn't kill him. The fag.
I was so pisses right now, that I ended up breaking my door, the frail piece of wood breaking easily off the hinges.
Son. Of. A. Bitch.
I sat on the floor, wrapping me knees in my arms. I could hear downstairs go quiet. The house absolutely silent as the wind blew in the darkness of the night.
(A.N. You know what? I hate these stories I wrote. They are up for adoption. Anyone want them? I have a good one that I am going to start writing. I have nothing to write for both this and Killer friends. P.M. me and tell me why you would want this story and you can have it. Just copy and paste and make it your own. Make sure to tell me because I will probably favorite it and see how it turns out. I just CAN'T write this anymore. Sorry)
