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Chapter 7: The Scarlet Hand will not hesitate to hurt my loved ones, and I will not hesitate to hurt them.

Her hand were in black lace gloves. Her right hand held softly a fork, the left a knife. It was held inches above the yummy steak and mashed potatoes below. Slowly but surely, the view traveled upward until she could see the face. Sabrina jumped in her sleep.

Then she saw.

The skin of the female was a freakishly pretty orange, with glowing pink hair, streaks of green dew dribbling down the thick, frizzing hair. Her eyes were a striking purple, but even all of this did not make Sabrina alarmed. What shocked her was the scramble of letters. As Sabrina focused on the figure, she saw all the outwardly features; high cheekbones, rosy thin lips, a heart shaped face. Even that grumble on the face…Sabrina. It's you, she thought, I see me.

In the midst of this, she had not noticed how letters had formed on her face. Not like the CAPTAIN DOODIEFACE once written on her, but words that described her. Sarcastic, witty, hot-tempered, gracious, caring, mean, pushy. Words, permanent on her face, showed the characteristics of her. The different colors showed her true self; the cruel sarcastic personality.

Sabrina sat up straight, quickly, her hand gripped around her neck. She had sweat running down her face, her teeth shivering. Terra peeked out from the little shoebox Sabrina made her. Sabrina gently patted her pillow. Wet. She had sweated all night. She turned the pillow upside down and looked into her phone. 1:34, was what it read. Suddenly, footsteps padded down the hall where Sabrina's room was. Daphne had moved out of the room and into another with Red.

And then the door creaked open. The little puppies were at it again. They all snuggled up to her, with Terra gently nuzzling the tears away. They seemed to whisper you are not what they say, you are not what they say to her. And she smiled.

The next morning, Sabrina held Terra in her hands to take her downstairs. She had made another effort not to look distraught. She took the crickety stairs back to the ground floor, where squid goop and coral pancakes were being fed.

Sabrina poured herself some cereal and milk instead.

She was on her third bite when her simple little green phone vibrated. She checked the time. 8:30. Who texted a person at this time? Then again, who was awake but the Grimm family now? She walked over cautiously to the phone that was set on the coffee table in the living room. She looked over into the cluttered room full of diaries, books, dictionaries, references, et cetera.

New Text from: Jacob Myers

hey Sabrina wanna go on a walk?

It read. She replied, typing carefully, how about 9:00?

The response came almost immediately. She smiled weakly, trying to remember some type of exhilaration she experienced from Jacob as she did someone else… someone else…

She finished her cereal and got ready to go outside. She tied a chocolate brown leash to Terra and went upstairs. She came back down in a few minutes, with a milk chocolate jacket draped over her broad shoulders. Her hair billowed over it, her jeans making its way down to her ankles. On her feet were a pair of fuzzy moccasins, and her make up was done lightly. She waved goodbyes to the family and went on the front porch promptly at nine o'clock. And her mind traveled during the time she waited for Jacob to show. Where was Puck this morning? Hmmm….

She didn't have much time to ponder about this, because soon Jacob arrived. He smiled widely at her and said, "I like your dog." Sabrina grinned faintly. "Her name's Terra."

"Ah." He said. Sabrina nodded. They walked to the little park left. "How's your project I asked you to do go?" he asked nonchalantly, but very carefully. Sabrina fumed quietly. She turned to look at him.

"You practically asked me to love him. Yet you're the one asking me on a date. What's the matter?" she questioned fiercely.

"Sabrina…" he trailed off. "Say it!" Sabrina demanded. "Fine! I just want you to be happy, Sabrina. You know you like him. You know you like me. But I am NOT the one for you. Deal with it." Sabrina growled. She slapped him on the cheek, developing a harsh sound. She turned and walk stiffly back to the house. The dog whined at being pulled along, but Sabrina was mad. She picked up the pooch and carried her back home.

She stormed up to her room angrily and slammed the door shut. Do I like Puck? He's…cute…but he's so annoying! Pranks me all the time… well not as much lately. But he loves to torment me! Then again, we are destined to fall in love later on. AGH! She fought with her inner self, sensitive self.

Where is the dirtface anyway?

Her phone rang again.

New Text from: Jacob Myers

puck… stupid. I guess you two cant even get married anymore.

Sabrina's eyes widened at this… she jumped off of the bed and ran out the door to Puck's glorious room. On the path that led to the window, a trail of blood dribbled downwards. Cloth from a dirty hoodie was ripped off.

The Scarlet Hand will not hesitate to hurt my loved ones, and I will not hesitate to hurt them. The thought flowed into Sabrina, and that was her goal: to end the Scarlet Hand, get her parents back, and make sure that her loved ones will be safe. Because she was Sabrina Grimm. And this is what Grimms do.

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