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- More On The Characters!,(:
- Prologue!,(:
- Chapter One!,(:
- Chapter Two!,(:
- Chapter Three!,(:
- Chapter Four!,(:
- Chapter Five!,(:
- Chapter Six!,(:
- Chapter Seven!,(:
- Chapter Eight!,(:
- Chapter Nine!,(:
- Chapter Ten!,(:
- Chapter Eleven!,(:
- Chapter Twelve!,(:
- Chapter Thirteen!,(:
- Chapter Fourteen!,(:
- Chapter Fifteen!,(:
- Chapter Sixteen!,(:
- Chapter Seventeen!,(:
- Chapter Eighteen!,(:
- Chapter Nineteen!,(:
- Chapter Twenty!,(:
- Chapter Twenty-One!,(:
- Chapter Twenty-Two!,(:
- Chapter Twenty-Three!,(:
- Chapter Twenty-Four!,(:
- Chapter Twenty-Five!,(:
- Chapter Twenty-Six!,(:
- Chapter Twenty-Seven!,(:
- Chapter Twenty-Eight!,(:
- Chapter Twenty-Nine!,(:
- Chapter Thirty!,(:
- Chapter Thirty-One!,(:
- Chapter Thirty-Two!,(:
- Chapter Thirty-Three!,(:
- Chapter Thirty-Four!,(:
- Chapter Thirty-Five!,(:
- Chapter Thirty-Six!,(:
- Chapter Thirty-Seven!,(:
- Chapter Thirty-Eight!,(:
- Chapter Thirty-Nine!,(:
- Chapter Forty!,(:
- Chapter Forty-One!,(:
- Chapter Forty-Two!,(:
- Chapter Forty-Three!,(:
- Chapter Forty-Four!,(:
- Chapter Forty-Five!,(:
- Chapter Forty-Six!,(:
- Chatper Forty-Seven!,(:
- Chapter Forty-Eight!,(:
CHAPTER TWELVE!(:
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“And you never told me?!” she half shouted at him. “I wasn’t allowed, Scarlet, you have to understand” he hesitated. “You lied to me John, my whole life” Scarlet scooted away from him. “Listen to me, Aggie, please” John already had his hands on her wrists and was pulling her towards him very slowly. “…I’m listening” she murmured in the lowest voice possible for her. “That came out wrong,” he whispered. “I’m not exactly like them, I’m prostatis therapeftis” “A what?” Scarlet blinked. “I’m your protector, and I could heal a broken leg just as fast as I healed that bruise on your arm” John’s hand rubbed over the spot where the purple-blue spot was. “My protector?!” she said, her voice going up an octave. “I was born to protect you, I didn’t have an option…” he murmured. “So you were pretending to be my best friend for 15 years?!” she cried, the tears spring under her lids. “No, no, I wasn’t pretending” he shook his head immediately. “You didn’t have a choice!” “I didn’t want a choice,” John said smoothly. “I’ve always been your best friend, and I’ve always put you first, right?” he waited for her to nod her head before he continued. “I’ve always listened to you, every single crazy word that’s ever left that lip-glossed mouth of yours,” he watched her pout indifferently. “And I need you to listen to every single crazy word that’s about to leave my mouth right now, do you understand?” “…yes” she swallowed. “I could’ve dropped the job as soon as you turned 4 years old, but I didn’t. I stayed, because I wanted to keep you safe. It was a choice I made, all on my own. Everything, and anything, I’ve ever done was always about you,” he put his hand under her chin and made her look up at him. “Do you know why?” “Because you had to” she stated in a murmur. “It’s because I love you,” he smiled. “You’re the best friend anyone could ever ask for, and that means the world to me” “Aww!” Anastasia cheered. There was a smack, and then a yelp. “Shhh!” Ivana hissed. “You have to admit, even you think that was sweet Ivana” Anastasia edged. “Yeah, so?” Ivana said, crossing her arms over her chest. | “I never want you to think that I’ve pretended to be your best friend, Scarlet. Never” he placed a kiss on her forehead, his lips spreading into a small smile as they reached the skin.
“You sure he’s not pretending right now?” Ivana said snidely. “God! I’m tired of you already!” Scarlet shrieked. “Excuse me?” Ivana leaned upright. “You’re constantly putting everyone down! Yelling at your brother, hitting Anastasia! Are you naturally a bitch or does it take practice?!” “Practice makes perfect” Ivana said through her teeth. “You wish you were perfect, don’t you?” Scarlet stated. “I’m not a mean person, but I’m sure you could bring that out of anyone. Why don’t you try being nice sometime?! I’m sure it’d do you wonders! Maybe you’d be able to get a date!” “Annie, stop” John took a hold of her shoulder. “What crawled up your pants ‘Annie’?” Ivana said, the acid thick in her voice. “The same thing that must’ve crawled up yours! And apparently yours laid eggs” Scarlet glared at Ivana, if looks could kill; this would be the one. Ivana dropped to her knees, hands on her ears-screaming. “Stop it!” Anastasia yelled. “Annie, stop, please” John tried to get his voice to reach over Ivana’s screams. Scarlet’s knees wobbled, and she started to topple over. “So-sorry” she murmured. “It’s alright, I’ve got you” John put his arm around her shoulders to hold her up. “Ivana are you okay?” Anastasia offered Ivana her hand. “I’m fine.” “What doesn’t kill you, makes you stronger, right?” Anastasia said, trying to lighten the mood. “Johnny, what’s wrong with me?” Scarlet whispered, tears rolling down her cheeks. “What a bipolar freak” Ivana rolled her eyes. “That bipolar freak, just almost killed you.” Anastasia commented. “I could kill her before she even had time to blink” Ivana smirked. “You’d have to go through me first” John growled, moving into a protective stance by Scarlet’s side. “I heard screaming, what did I miss?!” Spencer gasped loudly, running up with blood on his hands and as he stopped he put his hands on his knees. |