Hey guys, what if I said I wanted to do a sequel {Yes, another sequel!} to Because of Another?

bookworm: You're BRITISH?! That's so puckin' awesome! I believe you meant: You write really well, not good. & you wrote yell instead of tell. Well, you obviously have to have an idea before writing a story but I do make up stuff as I go on. But I'm also thinking about what to write next when I'm doing other stuff if that helps.

Percabethfangirl: Well, thanks for revealing yourself. :)

Chapter 12

Sabrina's eyes widened. "What?"

Moth rolled her eyes and muttered: "Idiot."

"Are you saying you don't really like Tony?" Sabrina exclaimed.

"What do you think?" Moth began to pace.

"Why?!" Tony was so hot... but not as hot as Puck of course!

Moth continued pacing, obviously deep in thought. "I needed him."

"To help you torture me?" Sabrina said dryly.

"Exactly."

Sabrina frowned. "How come in my head you always said Puck was ugly and Tony was the hot one?" she asked.

Moth rolled her eyes again and stopped pacing. "I was trying to get you interested in Tony instead of Puck, idiot." Then she looked off dreamily. She was obviously thinking of Puck.

Suddenly Sabrina noticed a shadow and heard some footsteps. Tony was obviously trying to spy on them but Moth was too busy daydreaming about Puck to notice.

Then an idea popped into Sabrina's head. "Moth?"

"What?" Moth snapped out of her daydream to glare at her.

"Why are you using Tony?" Sabrina asked loudly.

"Are you really so stupid that you can't remember that I already told you?" Moth exclaimed.

"Yeah," Sabrina forced the word out.

"Well, I needed a good-looking boy to catch your attention obviously!" Moth answered.

Sabrina frowned. That's not exactly the answer I was looking for... she thought. I expected something more evilish.

"And Tony was an excellent option," Moth continued. "He's head-over-heels in love with me and plus he's a Grimm!"

"I thought you didn't like Grimms," Sabrina commented.

"I despise them," Moth told her. "Because when I finally got a second chance my Puck you had to come along and ruin everything!"

"What do you care? You have Tony now!" The trap was set.

Moth rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. "Did you really believe that I liked Tony?!"

Yes! Sabrina thought and tried not to grin. "Well then, why are you with him if you don't even like him?"

"I needed him to help me get you."

"So, you don't feel anything for him?" Sabrina asked and watched the shadow out of the corner of her eye.

Moth burst out laughing. "I don't like flirty boys like Tony, I like gorgeous boys like Puck!"

Then Tony stormed out of the hallway and into the cell.

Moth jumped and her eyes widened. "TONY?!"

Tony's eyes looked bright with rage and were a bit watery. "How could you do this to me?" he cried out.

"Tony..." Moth glanced over at Sabrina and then narrowed her eyes. "You little bi-"

Suddenly there were loud yells.

"Puck!" Sabrina squealed.

Moth flew (not literally, her wings weren't out) to Sabrina and pulled her off of the ground.

Sabrina screamed in pain as the invisible force fields ripped through her skin.

"SABRINA!" Puck's voice yelled out.

"PUCK!" Sabrina answered. "HELP!"

"Shut up!" Moth hissed and began pulling her along.

"Let go of me!" Sabrina yelled at her. She saw Tony just standing there as if still in shock. "Tony, help me!"

But Tony just stood there staring at Moth.

"Tony, my love, help me get her out of here!" Moth told him sweetly but urgently.

"My love?" Tony hissed and clenched his fists. "Stop lying to me, Moth!"

"I'm not!" Moth threw Sabrina to the floor.

"I heard what you said to her!" Tony growled out.

"I was lying!" Moth exclaimed.

"No, you weren't!"

Sabrina groaned and got up shakily. "Stop lying, Moth, it's annoying. Tony, just get rid of her and maybe I'll forget that you tried to help kill me too."

"Shut up!" Moth hissed and turned and threw her against the wall.

Sabrina's head cracked as it hit the wall.

"I wanted your pain to last a long, long time but it seems like I'm out of time," Moth's voice was already disappearing. "But it doesn't matter as long as you're dead and I have Puck all to myself."