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Freddie Sells Avril

“I rather fight than let you treat me like a piece of trash!” Avril yelled and punched his tummy, then hit her forehead on his nose and kicked him. He staggered back and she began to pull the doorknob, trying to open the door. 

“Don't bother. It won't open until tomorrow morning,” Freddie stated calmly. He moved to the mirror and looked at his nose. He wasn't having a nosebleed but he had a small cut. Avril turned around and glared at him.

He smirked at her through the mirror and began to clean off the little blood on his cut.

“I liked you, Freddie. I thought you were not going to hurt me,” she said and he chuckled.

“You liked me? Why is that in the past tense?” he asked and looked back at her by turning his neck only.

“Don't make me spill a thousand and one reasons why I want to put an arrow through you,” she threatened and Freddie's mouth fell open. He turned fully to

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