thanks for all the lovely comments and everything <3 I feel like sometimes I ask too much from you?
I dunno, maybe. But I'm that sassy.
Aaaanyway, hope you are liking this story ^-^ Hendall broke up and everything so good things are coming ahead.
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But anyway, I considered that 170 was too much to ask for. So yeah. Here goes the update.
I pushed the sharp knife against my skin and stopped before it cut through my skin.
Do you really want to do this? Does this make you a stronger person?
I shook my head as tears pushed through my eyelids and sweat drops streamed down my face.
Stop now. Stop.
The power of my body was bigger though.
-"I'm sorry", I cried to myself.
-"Damn it!", I groaned, hanging up the phone and throwing it on the passenger's seat.
The car roared its engine and dodged the other disturbing cars like a snake.
-"Move dip-thong! I have a friend to save!", I protested, banging on the horn and putting my head out the window.
The guy showed me his middle finger, but that was the least of my concerns at that moment.
-"Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck", I whispered and drived as fast and legally as I could.
I finally got to the building and parked infront of the main entrance, which was only for buses, taxis or limousines.
I climbed off the car, looked at the entrance and locked my limo, also known as my truck.
Such a badass.
I ran towards the elevators and cursed as I saw the sign: OUT OF SERVICE.
-"Really?!", I shouted and motioned my hands towards the elevator while looking at an old lady who was passing through the hallway.
-"I'm sorry", I apologized, and she stared at me with her eyebrows furrowed.
I jogged seven floors up the stairs and begged that it wasn't too late.
I slammed open the stairs-door and banged on Jade's apartment.
-"Jade open up!", I called.
I pressed my ear on the door and heard her slight sobs.
-"Pickle, please open the door", I groaned.
I breathed heavily and turned the doorknob to find that it was open all the time.
-"Oh", I said, and immediately went into the kitchen where I heard Jade's sobs.
-"Oh no", I said, as I saw blood drops on the floor.
-"Stop it!", I shouted, and she dropped the knife, hands trembling. Thankfully, there was only one small cut.
-"I didn't mean to", she cried, as I let her lean on my buxom body.