Evil game,
A not so perfect love story,
Filled with betrayal, hate, and guilt.
There is triggering content most of it has warning read with caution though .
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This chapter contains mature content - ~two months later~
I was laying on the left side of the bed, mattheo was on the right, and corrie was in between us.
Mattheo moved his arm over corrie, he put his hand out, I reached over corrie, taking his hand in mine. His fingers moved around mine as he messed with them.
Corrie woke up, rubbing his eyes. "No." He pushed Mattheos hand away from mine and wrapped his arms around me. I turned on my side, to face mattheo. He did the same. Corrie fell back asleep quickly.
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Corrie was sitting on mattheos lap while I attempted to make breakfast, "Uh-." I mumbled. "Maybe we should just go out." I turned off the stove. "Can we get waffles?" Corrie got off mattheos lap and walked over to me. "Yeah." I nodded.
"Your paying." I looked over at mattheo. "I can do that." He got up. I grabbed my bag, passing him his wallet. He wrapped his arm around me. Corrie pushed him away a bit and grabbed both of our hands.
We got a diner about 15 minutes later. Corrie was sitting with mattheo while I was on the other side of the table. "What can I get for you guys?" A waitress asked. "Waffles for him, an omelette for me and, what do you want riddle?" I asked, "I'll get the same thing she's getting, and could you get us two coffees?" He asked.
She nodded before looking mattheo up and down. I moved my hand closer to Mattheos, grabbing it before interlocking our fingers. I looked over at her and smiled.
Go fuck yourself cunt.
She gulped and took our menus before walking away. I put my hand back on my other one. "Jealousy looks good on you Pierce." Mattheo commented. "Jealousy?" Corrie questioned. "Umm, it's like an emotion."
"Oh jealous, jealous of what?" He continued to ask questions. "Nothing." I answered. He shrugged.
The waitress came back and gave us our food, and coffee. This bitch can't take a hint, stop staring at him. I'll fucking break your nose. She put his coffee down, making sure to bend down a bit as she did so. "Thanks doll." Mattheo smiled at her, he knew what he was doing.
"No problem." She bit her bottom lip. "Bitch back off." I intervened. "What?" She looked at me confused. "Stop flirting with him before I rearrange your face." I smiled at her. She looked me up and down and walked away. "Desperate bitch." I mumbled to myself.
