DanicaHe wouldn't bulge, and he allowed the fake bitch to caress his body. I tried to hold my anger in, but it was more difficult than I could imagine. I picked up a fork and dragged it on a plate before me on the table. The scratch made a terrible screech that vibrated in the room. They closed their ears with their fingers, frowning at me. They probably thought I was crazy, hell yeah, I was. As bad as I hated the sound, I did it till my heart was content. I crossed my arm and leaned my elbows on the table, staring at the bitch and motherfucker.“Why did you do that?” The pink-haired girl glared. Pinkie, it sounded too cute to call a whore like her, but I'll just go with that. She walked toward me. Oh goodness, she'd better not come close to me. Her glare didn’t move me, so I ignored her. “Joey, where did you get this psycho? Who the fuck is she?” She asked Joey, who was gulping down orange juice.“She's my mate,” said Logan, sitting opposite me at the table. A load of silence fell
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