I hesitate, taking a deep breath and psyching myself up for this, before yanking her off the bed and slamming her into the opposite wall. Hurry up, Mel.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I snap out of my thoughts at the sound of Val's scream, looking at Mel and wondering what the hell is going on.
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Just as the door opens, I punch her in the gut and knee her in the face. While the kid's watching, I grab her by the hair and slam her against the wall again.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
If you don't know it's impossible it's easier to do. And because nobody's done it before, they haven't made up rules to stop anyone doing that again, yet. — Neil Gaiman