Chapter 11

ZENEVIEVA

Tyson gasped and pushed me away with full force, slapping me in the process.

"Are you possessed?" He yelled.

"Ask that to this shameless prostitute! She shouldn't be here in any way!" I slammed, surprised at the velocity of my rage.

Tyson laughed.

"You've really gone crazy! The only person that shouldn't be here is you! You are ripping my life apart and proving so stubborn in every dimension!"

"Isn't that awesome? I'm already making your life a thrilling one already, you should thank me at times."

"Look here Zenevieva! No matter how you think you've got a little sense of authority just because of my parents, you have no right to carry yourself high because I will crush you to pieces that you will plead for death and it will be far away from you.

I hate you with every breath in me, your existence is a curse and you should have died with your parents,not appearing here like a poison."

"The feeling is mutual!" I said and smiled.

Every word he uttered was a blade, stabbed to my