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Sickness drenched ony

"Drop her, Daniel!" Cut yelled

Daniel’s fingers were suddenly torn fro inhie I’ushed from my nose I didn’t think it was broken, but the rooo wave

God, as I thinking?

The plan was to re for the perfect chance

Now I couldn’t think straight with pain

"You’re not in fucking charge, Jaz She’s mine" Daniel pointed at Marshall "Tell her Amend it, so my sister can shut the fuck up about the rules"

Marshall looked aardly at Cut "Sir?"

Cut ran a hand over his face, slowly sitting back down "No, the conversation we had yesterday still stands" His lips turned up at the rapidly building stain from my nosebleed Every red drip redecorated the table and the front of et her a da out a white handkerchief "Here" Shoving it into my hand, her eyes flickered with co up thesick joy fro the white perfection The stuffiness made me breathless, and my eyes drifted to the corner where initials had been embroidered

JKH

I dropped it

Oh, ed with criertips JKH

Jasmine kept her brother’s handkerchief

Why? To rub salt in already holloounds or to laugh over fooling hi all e intoat Bonnie and Cut, I added, "You’ll all pay"

Marshall cleared his throat loudly "I think the little interlude has come to an end Shall we continue?"

"Yes, let’s," Bonnie sniffed "Never seen so in my direction, she tilted her chin "Another word out of you, Weaver, and you won’t like the consequences"

Daniel rowled "Sit down or leave But don’t fucking talk again"

Daniel muttered under his breath but plonked back into his chair

Jasrabbed the red-sodden material and shoved it under et into any more trouble"