Come Back to Me

Chapter 62

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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.

with her?" I asked, my eyes lighting up like

Mob, I was thinking maybe sell her to another gang? One that the American's have fucked over

Hayden went still.

just like make her eat nothing but Oreo's

eat her." He

way. I was going to say lets sell her to a prostitution ring, and give her

we give her

fuck

front of her. Her terror was

the door of the garage. He shoved Hayden towards the men as they dragged her away as

pouted as the men dragged her away, "I was having fun plotting

the Middle East, as a gift. They will do much worse things to her than giving her clinical diabetes

to me. You have to be punished." I rubbed

His eyes

did he know, that "punishment" wasn't dirty little elf sex. It was zero sex, Vampire Diaries and Gossip Girl marathons, and me

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20 weeks later ;)

"I'm FAT!" I pouted.

Sinister sighed as he sat down in the chair of the doctors

terrified, but I was completely and

to admit it, was pretty excited too. At night, he would kiss my belly and talk to the baby. He

a girl, I was thinking maybe "Toaster", "Paste" or "Oprah"."

opening and closing his mouth as he searched his brain for words

I pipped up "if

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