~Noelle~
Kiki doesn't look much better and half of my lovely dress has been burnt off, ohhh I am going to butcher the bitch called petronka.
The front door to the store cracks open and Dante hurries in.
"Oh my fucking god." He swears out loud. I can only gasp for a brief moment before my focus rolls back to Kiki. She looks like hell. I mean the little pit of fire. Her skin has more cracks now and each crack is bleeding. Her blood is hot. God, she could die.
I know what I said about not missing her, but that is different. I can feel more relaxed knowing she's alive. Her being dead changes everything. I- I don't know how I feel about that. All because some heinous bitch wanted me dead. You see, this is why I don't trust members of the baton boys.
I shoot Dante an angry glare. "I told you that bitch was bad news. You can never trust a baton boy. And you had the audacity to tell me to trust your decision. Look at Kiki, Dante. Fucking look at her!"
