After the flat-out rejection. Kamuro was burning with jealousy. How DARE she reject HIM and choose such a RUDE, ARROGANT, SISSY OF A GUY!?! Even with that sickening feeling in his gut, he knew he wasn’t the only one furious against the young murder.
Semuro was also enraged. He loved his brother strictly, and was devastated to find out that his soon-to-be girlfriend had bailed on him. She was moronically rude too; who did she think she was?! Spitting on his brother. What a selfish hag. He side-hugged his brother, sharing sympathy towards him. They both mourned a loveless relationship until Kamuro broke the ice.
“I..want him....I want him dead Sem.” The slight elder sobbed, letting his brother’s golden eyes to blaze in pure fury and revenge. Not only are they gonna kill Mr.DoGoodAlton for stealing what was rightly his brother’s property. But he was going to make Candice feel whatever pain she made his brother feel. No matter what it took, no matter what he had to use to stab and gouge her ugly eyes out. She was going to suffer the same cycle of horror he did.
And no mercy was to be shown
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Meanwhile, the stalking pursued. Even though the young devil wasn’t allowed to be in the boy’s viewing distance. She was allowed–or what she called ‘allowed’– to keep a close eye on him. She made sure he was getting home safe, eating well and all other necessities. It wasn’t much burden to her, she actually enjoyed it. 649Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEPkp9py6Br
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It’s not like the target of affection didn’t notice, nor did he care much. His mind was stuck on the fact that he had to forget her;
See no evil,
Hear no evil,
Feel no evil.
And that was supposed to be all. But once more, chaos greeted him at his doorstep. It was around 10 to 11 that night when the young mischief maker heard his doorbell ring. Groaning, he shuffled to sit up and scanned through his phone:
’10:30PM:
Natalie comes to visit.
Why is she even here??
10:35PM:
I go answer the door and meet her.
She tells me about Candice.’
Either just plain shrugging it off or literally being too lazy to be bothered, Baron chose to ignore the chimes. His best side was put forward to shield his half-slumber from the impurities of the outside world; but the ringer–Natalie–was persistent. She didn’t really care that she was sending him in and out of sleep. In fact, she figured she’d have more priority since she made the journey over.
Soon, it seemed as the ringing got LOUDER. With each buzz, little shudders of pure annoyance shot up the boy’s spine. He checked his clock; ‘10:35PM’ Well then. Frustrated but obviously trying to regain composure, feet tiptoed to the front door. Nearly slipping on the way.
”Natalie.” It wasn’t supposed to sound aggressive, but Baron’s lack of sleep had made it come like no more than a hiss of pure loathe, “Hi Bar. I want to tell you something.” The pony-tailed girl sang, she let herself laugh a bit upon noticing how much of a light sleeper her puzzle was.
Baron nodded, welcoming her in; proceeding to retrace his steps back up into his bedroom with her along his side. “So?” The boy reminded, clenching at his cobblestone-grey sweatpants, “Ah, yeah.” Natalie snapped out of her daze. She was always the type to be in her own world; so it wasn’t new or alarming in any sense. They got to work.
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”So that’s why she’s dangerous. Baron, you should really stay away from her.” Natalie advised, to which the boy nodded; “That’s why I came to you guys.” He admitted rather proudly. Natalie grinned warmly, her chocolate eyes buzzing similar to the doorbell earlier. She nodded and headed off to her house.
Little did the pair know; there was eyes watching and ears listening to the entire thing.
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