an: listening to bruno mars' grenade. :O disclaimed.

Now that it's almost December... I reckon it's the perfect time for a killing spree, eh? I mean, seriously, there's nothing else that I wouldn't want. To tell everyone how I nearly killed Antoinette what's-her-name and how Connor's still in the hospital, still recovering. Well, it was a pretty hard blow to his face, so you know.

Now all I need is to take Derrick down. It's almost time for that, 'course. I have a master plan devised. No one's going to help me with this one. I'm going to do it all on my own. I'm going to find him, Harrington, and it's going to be me and him, one on one. I'll pretend to be someone else, though. I don't think he's ever really seen me. He won't know the difference from Chris then, and Chris now. I'll start off with being affable, talking to him about the weather, maybe. That always seems to work. Then I'll bring it to him slowly. Bring him to a vacant parking lot, when no one's watching, I'll hit him with a bat and then I'll bring him to an empty warehouse.

I'll torture him then. He'll be tied up and I'll keep him there for a little while, maybe. I saw him and Kristen at a restaurant earlier. They were talking, and if my assumptions are correct, they're no longer together. So, she wouldn't care if Derrick was gone; and I haven't seen any of his friends with him lately. And Massie wouldn't want him to be alive anyway. He's a douche; she knows that.

I'm ready. I'm ready for it all.

Wait, I never did say how I was going to kiill him.

With a gun. Bang. Bang. Boom. Badavichi. He'll be dead after one hit to the brain, one hit to the heart, and another to his balls. It's not like he'll need it anyway. And, just for laughs, I'll toss him over at Massie's house. She'd get a kick out of that one. And then I'd come out laughing with her, and she'd be so surprised. She'd hug me and drown me in kisses and hell, we'd fuck each other right then and there.

I can't wait.

Next stop: Derrick Harrington.

By the way... I never did get to Dana 'cause, I mean, she kissed Josh Hotz. I feel bad enough. Ha.

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love,

ericka