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.

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

of the head of the American Mob, I was thinking maybe sell her to another gang?

Hayden went still.

Just fabulous. Or, we could just like make her eat nothing but Oreo's and

say eat her."

was going to say lets sell her to a prostitution ring, and

we give her

fuck chicks

of her. Her terror was like a gift to me. Yayy,

that were at the door of the

away, "I was having fun

will be sold to a gang in the Middle East, as a gift. They will do much worse things to her than giving

lied to me. You have to be

eyes

Diaries and Gossip Girl marathons, and me violating every single

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20 weeks later ;)

"I'm FAT!" I pouted.

not fat. You're pregnant." Sinister sighed as he sat down

I'd be terrified, but I was completely and utterly ecstatic. I was going to have a baby,

he would kiss my belly and talk to the

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

his mouth

up "if it's

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