Chapter 111

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Chasity's POV-

"MARRIAGE?!" I yelled but Stefan shut my mouth with his hand.

"I'm not going to kill Chasity nor am I going to marry her because we're literal teenagers," Stefan said into the phone.

"You have to kill her then." His dad said.

My eyes widened.

Bitch say what now?

"Fine, when's the wedding?" He asked.

STEFAN! BITCH WHAT?

"Glad you came to your senses. It's in a month." A MONTH?!

Wait I'm not going to get married chill, Chasity.

"Okay, whatever bye," Stefan said and hung up.

"WHAT THE FUCK?" I asked.

"Okay listen, we're not actually going to get married. I just need my dad to think that we're getting married so I can think of a way to kill him without putting Missy in a foster home," Stefan replied.

"You want to kill your dad?!" I asked.

"No, it's more of a getting rid of him situation." He said.

"Get rid of him. Okay." I replied.

"Anyways I hate all of this blah blah blah stuff. Let's do something interesting." I said and then the doorbell rang.

"Who rings the doorbell here?" I asked.

Angelo opened and OMG REMEMBER KENTUCKY?! KFC. KENNEDY!! ANGEL'S GIRLFRIEND!

"Hey." He said awkwardly.

This is so funny. They're like 🧍‍♀️🧍🏼‍♂️

"Hey Maddie, Chasity," KFC said.

"BITCH SHUT THE FUCK UP AND STOP ATTACKING MY BESTIE!" I yelled out of nowhere.

"Sorry impulse," I mumbled and sat down next to Stefan.

"I want to be friends." She said. What is this elementary school? Sorry I just HATE Kentucky.

"And I want tacos. Let's go get tacos, Steven." I said and dragged him to my car.

"Baby you're not driving." He said stealing my keys.

"Yes, I am," I replied and stole the keys out of his hand.

Stefan agreed and we went inside the car.

"Your birthday is soon," Stefan said to me.

"No, Antonio's birthday is though," I replied.

"My love, you guys are twins." He stated.

"WHAT?! Oh, yea. Twins!" I responded.

"I'M TURNING 17!" I screamed out the window.

"Babe, you're driving," Stefan said and placed me back into the seat.

"Oh, yea. I forgot." I replied.

My memory is so good when it comes to the most random shit but for important stuff it sucks.

"I'm too tired to drive. Can you drive?" I asked Stefan as I pulled up to some parking lot.

"Of course." He replied.

On our way to get tacos, I was singing and Stefan was laughing at me.

"You can't sing." He said and I was heartbroken.

"That's a lie. I am the best singer ever. Taylor Swift is shaking in her boots." I replied and he chuckled.

"Okay, babe." He replied as he drew circles on my thigh."

(A/N- PLEASE GIVE ME PLOT IDEAS BECAUSE I DON'T WANT THIS BOOK TO END YET!)

Also Imma make another story like this one is GIVE ME IDEAS!

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