𝟎𝟏𝟒. In Sync

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• 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍 •

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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍

THEY'RE GONE NOW, WE'RE SAFE.

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"OH, DONT BE DRAMATIC, darling." he said said giving the shorter girl a sly smile.

"Dramatic?" she said in disbelief.

"Fuck you, Ethan." she said, tears streaming down her face.

"Oh, but you already took care of that," he said, smiling at her.

"Such a shame I have to kill you," he said.

"You wouldn't," she cried.

An idea popped into her head.

"Oh, but I would, pretty girl," he said, stepping closer to her, running the knife against her cheek.

"You know what?" Bella asked, stepping closer to him. "Do it."

"What?"

"Do it," she repeated as he just stared at her.

"You can't do it, can you?" she said, smirking, moving her hand toward his knife.

"You're just a coward. Just like your fucking brother," she said, making him clench his jaw.

Isabella sighed as she brought her hand to Ethan's cheek.

"Such a shame your Ghost Face, E..." she said creasing his face.

"We would've been a perfect couple." she said moving hand to his hair.

Suddenly, she kissed him, catching him off guard.

After a few moments, he melted into the kiss as she slowly took out her belt loop.

She deepened the kiss, trying to keep him distracted as long as she could.

She broke the kiss.

"I'm so sorry," she said, fake pouting.

"What?" he asked as Isabella plunged the knife into Ethan's stomach.

His lips parted as he stared at the girl in shock.

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