Ago. -

what I was rig

. How is it my fault?! She was a gold-digger, so how as I supposed to react? I may have been a bit harsh, but in the end it was worth it. She left. Mom has refused to speak to me since

nd she forgives you,

still haunts me in my head. Last time I heard, she had run away with Rich, but they

thing at her back and call. Servants to make her sandwiches

almost never using them, trying to

not to attract attention, and get to Richard's apart

ds at in the spot beside it. It was already night outsi

at direction. I slowly walked to the dark alley, where a shady look

cing him onto the floor, then she started repeatedly punching him in the face. "I tried to be nice man," She

se is heard, and a dagger is dent

n't recognize her. Till the light shone properly on her face.

r to smile, or give me a hug, or something li

ou." She sai

I knew would have run up to hug me, blab

She looked at m

asked d

turn around when a curly haired guy

ce immediately lit up as she tu

go!" She laughed, and it was

es ever!" The guy

as she started walking off, without introd

didn't introduce me." I stuck

babe?" He ask

alked his ear off, about me, on how she lov

from my past." She

hen turned to the guy. "I'm M

actua

ious

up

I saw her turn red. Little did, I know, the red was a warning sig

ly backing away. What could little mi

eave you with witnesses." The guy said, glancing at t

eamed, making me scof

ly dented on the right side. The plas

uch. The taste of copper filled my senses, and th

on, M

ainst my cheek. Ice. Richard was on the other side of the couch, watching some fashion show on the T.V,

said. "The receptionist called that

nly had one apartment, Richard had the whole floor

nful it was to talk. Grabbing the

asked, raisi

out of water. How did he know? Why wasn't Ari

at." He said, chuckling softly. "God, I miss h

anymore?" I asked, secretl

g slightly, so that his

ed at the question, before he b

d softly. "I called her s

nt. "It's Arianne" I said, smiling at my stupid friend. "All

ter to make out the words 'I'm sorry Ar

asked. "Ari

ill frowning. "It's literally been 2 year

d, still not believing him. "Are you

spoke. "

ea

ncing, by

es widened in shock. "Oh

hy

'll

rnoon. Getting punched really tires a guy. When I checked my phone, I

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ou fou

e foun

have a

comin

are you home?'. I guess that's what you get

homework. It sounds vain, I know, but it is what it is. She would spend thousands of dollars on Arianne and teach her like a princess. Less than a year after she came, Arianne already had the estate wrapped around her tiny l

ant glares, and occasional shoves and

ce swimsuit and a towel. I swiftly tied her legs, while Joshua gagged her, and we pushed her into the pool. Unfortunately for us, she had survival instincts and swam like a m

ater I had was gone, then I saw the water on the couch, and my thr

id he'd meet me there, so I called me driver, and soon enough, we were off. I was so eager to see this dance group because of the things I'd heard about them. Their net

life was when someone did 5 back-flips, non-stop, then turned. Her brown hair was matted to her forehead as it glistened with sweat, and her hips moved swiftly. The group was 'frozen' behind her, then a guy came to the front, and they danced together, like it was air for them. He lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around his neck, befor