Cleaning.

Anastasia's POV.

“What in the Moon?” Ginny and I exclaimed together as we stared wide eyed at the mess before us.

My sleeping mat, and the places around it were filled with words. Words written with ink and paint scattered all over the place. I got nearer, trying to read some of the words.

“WHORE!”

“ALPHA FUCKER!”

“HARLOT!”

Those were the words that were written there and some others. I looked at Ginny and she also had a horrified expression on.

“Those crazy cowards!” I growled, my brows furrowing as I swelled with anger.

I avoided the paint as I went over to the other side of the mat. It was totally messed up. I bent down and used a finger to pick the paint. It cleaned off on my hand which means it could still be washed off.

“We have to wash it quickly.” As if reading my mind, Ginny said. I nodded and stood up.

“We’ll need a lot of water and soap for this” I remarked while standing next to Ginny again.

“I've got some bar soap to spare. Let's go fetch the water.” She said, Together w