Come Back to Me

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"Hayden, Princess, Trixie, Candy, blah blah. Who gives a fuck what your name is?" I muttered as I trotted closer to Sinister and Hayden. Sinister's hand was still hovering over the trigger as the barrel of the gun was pressed firmly against Hayden's temple.

She said nothing, her eyes were wide in shock as she trembled against Sinister.

"Isn't it funny that you thought he was actually interested in you?" I bust out laughing, gripping my sides and wiping away fake tears.

I'm a petty bitch, I know.

"Calla, my love...what're you doing here?" Sinister asked calmly, completely unfazed and undeterred at how hard Hayden was struggling against him.

Hah. My husband is strong.

"Don't 'Calla my love' you punk. You totally lied to me just so that my reaction would be believable. That's a dick move." I huffed as I began skipping around the room.

"Um.." Hayden whimpered as she continued pulling against Sinister "don't you think we can resolve thi-- OW!! What the fuck?" She yelled.

Sinister looked at me pointedly, "Calla? What did you throw at her?"

"A pebble." I shrugged.

"No!" Hayden yelled "It was a fucking rock!"

"It was a pebble, stop being so dramatic Rebecca." I huffed, taking a few more steps closer to them.

Sinister's mouth curved up slightly as a red welt began forming on Hayden's perfectly tanned fucking forehead. I hate her, she even has a pretty forehead.

what're we going to do with her?" I asked, my eyes lighting up like a fat kid who's about to

"Since she's the wife of the head of the American Mob, I was thinking maybe sell

Hayden went still.

a fabulous idea. Just fabulous. Or, we could just like make her eat

say eat her." He said

lets sell her to a prostitution ring, and give her

we

used to fuck chicks left and

talking about this right in front of her. Her

he gave me a small smile before motioning his hands to the guards that were at the door of the garage. He

dragged her away, "I was having

They will do much worse things to her than giving her clinical diabetes and

no way mister. You're not getting off that easy. You lied to me. You have to be punished." I rubbed my

His eyes glittered

It was zero sex, Vampire Diaries and

***

20 weeks later ;)

"I'm FAT!" I pouted.

fat. You're pregnant." Sinister sighed as he sat down in the chair

and utterly ecstatic. I was going to have a baby, something that would be just as crazy and goofy as me. Something to pour my

to the baby. He even had architects and designers come

a girl, I was thinking

mouth as he searched his

pipped up "if it's a