Dean POV
I've tried everything to get my mind off of her but nothing is working! I need her so bad! She belongs here with us!
I open my eyes and look up at the ceiling. My entire body is covered in sweat and my shirt is sticking to my skin.
"That f*cking bitch!!" I scream digging my nails into the carpet of my bedroom floor thinking about the old lady that poisoned Sienne against us.
"I could kill her—no I can't" I yell hitting my head over and over.
"I could make it look natural... like I did with her—- no no. Just breath" I tell myself and close my eyes breathing in and out. I look at the time on my desk and it's already 9.
I've been in my room all day contemplating what I need to do. If I wait too long she'll get too far. I sit up and look around at the mess I've made of my room.
There's a hole in the wall and the lamp is on the ground shattered.
"I'm a mess" I say standing up.
I lean over my dresser drawer clawing at my hair breathing in and out. I need to calm down. I think to myself.
I look at myself in the mirror and I don't even recognize myself.
But it has to be done.
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Next Door
Mystery / Thriller"She's perfect Dean, you've got to see her up close, her lips look so soft and she's gotten so curvy since when she used to come down here for the summers" he says. "I'm gonna go over now" I say making my way out of the kitchen. My father puts his...
