"My lips are the gun. My smile is the trigger. My kisses are the bullets. Label me a killer" N.O said twirling a knife.
"Wow cool, what's that mean?" I said impress.
"I have no idea but its cool" she said grinning idiotically.
"Forget I ask.." I sig...
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I was busy watching the telly ( sorrytheBritishiskickingin). That I didn't no Hazel was behind me holding a knife. Its a good thing my sense is strong. I quickly dodge the knife.
"What the fuck!" I yelled dodging yet a knife that was thrown at me.
"You little bitch, you you sick fucking...." Hazel mumbles.
"Hazel language!" I cackle loudly.
"You piece of shit! Die already!!" Hazel said running to tackle but I was quick in my feet and I made a dash to the kitchen.
I was about to get the knife when hazel grab my arm and flipped me upside down. She grabs a big ass butcher knife that was rusted and has dried blood with it.
Fuck, fuck, FUCK!!!
I quickly back flip and kick her in the chin. I get a frying a pan and slammed it hard to her head but not hard enough to make her unconscious. I sprinted to my room, I was halfway their until a knife came flying in me cutting my ear a little. I turned my head and that slut is standing up. Clutching her head, come on she can barely stand up. That slut never gives up. Shit!!!
"Guards!!" I shouted to the men that was patrolling the mansion.
My finger was in the door knob when I was faced by Hazel and she punch me in the freaking fucking face! That made me get angry a little. I jump and put my legs in Hazel's shoulder and started punching her. She was trying to clawed my legs but I let go. I put both of my hand on the floor and lifted Hazel with my legs and slammed her hard. It was a good thing the hallway was spacious. I quickly left her their and before she could stand up I close the door to my room and locked it. I shouted for the guards again and I heard Hazel struggling and shouting curses like witch, a piece of shit or a bitch and a hag.
I waited for a moment before everything was quite. I let out a sight of relief. I went to my dresser and look myself in the mirror. I have a medium size cut in my left cheek.
I don't need the both of your comments! You bitches and psycho!
After I treated the wound I went to sleep.
"Man... I have a fucked up and shitty world. Hahahahahahaha" I cackled. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ItshardtoexplainbutwatchthecaptainAmerica: civilwarwhereinwidowwasfightingwithacriminalinIndiaorMalaysiaIthink......