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 .
Here are some things I need to say before you all read!!
I do not own Mattheo Riddle or...
Chapter 228 / Littlest - "You're fired." "How am I gonna explain this one." -
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This chapter contains mature content The parallels of aris & y/n. -
2025 Aris
It was around six am, I got a job about four weeks ago.
I needed to "help provide" , sounds like bullshit to me, Corries always bossing us all around.
Like he's some tuff shit, i dont know whats wrong with him lately he's just been too cruel.
"Aris!" Bec was already yelling and knocking on my door, i locked that shit.
I didn't wanna deal with any of their bullshit, "Keep locking your door and ill call your probation officer, i know your smoking weed in there." She threatened.
Snitch.
I got up, placing the joint i just rolled behind my ear. Unlocking the door , "Shitface." She mumbled pushing past me.
"What's your problem today." Scoffing i sat back down grabbing my lighter off the dresser, "None of your business." She snapped.
"Jesus you need this more than me." I lit the joint, "Give it." She grabbed it from my hand, "what the fuck? At least ask."
"Im older and i can keep a job ill do whatever i want." The amount of times i hear this in a week.
Rolling my eyes i got up, taking the joint back. "Fuck off now."
If she doesn't stop giving me that look, "Stop acting like mum." She insulted me, "mum doesn't smoke weed." I corrected her. She rolled her eyes, "Stop acting like her."
