This Is Crazy 소설 & 이야기

It was all just too crazy to believe. ****

And this time, it wasn't nice. *Crazy bastard!*

"Maia, are you really this stupid, or are you just acting? Someone could sell you out, and you'd still be there thanking the person who did it." His tone had shifted. It wasn't playful anymore. A cold chill began to creep up my spine. This wasn't some kinky game. He wasn't joking. "W-What do you want? Why did you tie me up?" "What does it look like? I caught myself a prime piece of meat, and I'm going to get a good price for it." A prime piece of meat. A good price. Suddenly, every horror story I'd ever read about women vanishing in remote areas flashed through my mind.

I quickly walked around her, terrified her insanity might actually be contagious. The moment I opened the door, I hurried out at nearly a run. Perfect timing—the workday had just ended. I grabbed my bag, rushed out of the company, and sped all the way home. Up until now, I'd been completely confident about passing my family's trial. But after running into that lunatic Karen, I started doubting whether my patience could really last. There were still two weeks left. I couldn't imagine how unbearable every remaining day was going to be. Seeing the dark look on my face, my dad chuckled teasingly.

Mom asked, sounding confused. I quickly bit down hard on my lip, fighting for control as I gasped out an answer. "Oh, it's nothing! I just… I accidentally stubbed my toe." Before she could say another word, I hurriedly hung up. Uncle Mike's movements grew more aggressive, and I couldn't stop the cries from escaping me. It was the sound of pure ecstasy, as if years of pent-up desire were finally being set free. Every inch of my skin was tingling with the rush.

#DesignGeniusExposedAsPlagiarist #HeiressSonStopsAtNothingForPrize Hashtags like these dominated news sites overnight. Lionel's image of a talented genius crumbled in a single night, leaving him nailed to a pillar of shame. From the heights, he fell into the mud, becoming a public pariah. He came to the hospital, begging me to forgive him. "Sebastian, I was wrong! I really was wrong! On account of our past, please tell the media it's all a misunderstanding, okay?" He grabbed my hand, crying pitifully. I coldly shrugged him off. "Lionel, what past do we have? When you took my work and claimed the prize, when you kicked me while I was down… Why didn't you talk about our past then?"

"I don't touch anything certain bitches have already pawed at. So…" I pointed at the dress in Lucy's hands. "I don't want that one. As for everything I bought, shred it. Use shears or scissors. I don't care." "What?" The salesgirl stared at me. "I said shred them." I pulled out a pair of scissors and sliced into a skirt worth 100,000 dollars. "Ah. Music to my ears." [Spending money in the most insane way possible. 4-Star Madness. Reward: 7,000,000 dollars.]

Cara is used to crazy, after all, she is crazy and her dreams are crazy. Cara once dreamt of being a pilot, quite ironic considering the fact she hates heights. Crazy talks and crazy words are no surprise to her but this bomb dropped on her is beyond bonkers. "Wait let me get this straight, you want me to get fat?" Cara does not know if she should be offended or threatened. Was this his grand plan to make her pay for the scene she caused?

In what ever way he could think of; and by God, he could think of a few right off he bat. He slowed to a stop and turned around, furious at her, at himself, at goddesses of the moon, for giving him a crazy mate that was driving him crazy too, at everything. His fate is driving him crazy. He nearly lost it , but only surged of courageous kept him going. An unfamiliar seething energy began to gather inside him, and he cursed long and hard and viciously into the whipping rain as he speed back towards Annie. Spoiling for a fight.

Kimberly walked down the street feeling so exhausted and still kinda hungry. Her day was nothing to write home about. She could think of nothing but one thing. Going home and not coming back to Mystic falls in search of a job again, since Landon Hernandez seems to own the whole city, the chances of her Working is 2%. She noticed the taxi wasn't stopping to give her a lift, even after waving them down severally. "Is Landon behind this too?" She thought immediately feeling so frustrated.