Brittany Murphy Eminem Novels & Stories

AUTHORESS P.O.V "My bad, I'm very sure I'll confuse you with this" Brittany said and scroll through her phone. She clicked on a picture and showed it to Rowen. "And so?, What's the meaning of this?" Rowen ask. "You don't wanna date a bîtch did you?" Brittany asked with a smile. "And did you think you're different from a bîtch?" Rowen ask. "I'm different from Emma, I don't fûck around" Brittany replied with a smile.

So, what was different this time? A strange flair of anger erupted in me. “It was horrible Seth.” Brittany continued, her voice tinged with emotion and her eyes watery. I almost rolled my eyes. It wasn’t that bad, I’m sure. Brittany wasn’t just spoiled rotten but she was also manipulative. I understood all these, so I only have one concern. Why was Connor involved?

They are very independent, and they make decisions on everything big and small in their lives. After a long time, she got used to listening to them on big things. Emman thought about it and said, "Who is the person who is very similar to Elisa?" "Her name is Britany Santos and she is a female forensic doctor." "Santas?" Emman surprised. "Yes,." Emman stopped talking and seemed to be thinking about something. "Britney Santa's husband and I both know this matter. Our attitude is the same and things remain the same." William said and looked at Emman and Emily White. "But, people hiding in secret must not be reconciled to this step. So I must tell you as expected."

She was a master of them—the little laughs, the heavy sighs, the humming surprise—every noise precision-engineered to tilt the room her way. Mom glanced between us, her smile dimming. "What?" "Nothing," Brittany said, packing the word with everything. She set her glass down with deliberate care. "It's just sweet, that's all." My jaw ticked. "What is?" She looked at me like I was slow. "Sloane. The dance. Ethan." The name landed like a stone in my gut. Not because I didn't know it—because I did. Ethan Reeves. The nice guy. The photographer. The writer. The kid with careful hands and a decent face that made people trust him before he spoke. I hated him on principle.

Jeonghan pulled me closer holding my waist with his delicate hands. “Brittany, meet my girlfriend Yoo-mi.” “You what? This, this bitch is your girlfriend?” Her eyes widened in disbelief. Don’t you ever call her that!” I flinched as he yells at her. His teeth gritted in annoyance. “We both knew who the real bitch here Brittany.” “Whatever! You’re gonna pay for this, bitch!” her words spat out with the ferocity and rapidity of a machine gun fire, leaving me with hard staring eyes that never blinked.

The doors slowly opened and emerged from there were several strangers. “See, from here, who’s the most interesting? For me, that blue-haired girl in the pixie cut. She looks like joy from the movie inside out.” Catherine chuckled before shaking her head in disbelief. But as stupid as she may have found it, she answered nonetheless. “To me, she looks like the girl Emma from Blue Is The Warmest Color.” “Oh, haven’t watched that.” “It’s a French film.” “Anyway, pick your stranger. I think no one can top Joy, she’s very eye-catching.”

Chapter 2 *BRITTANY’S POV* Wyatt Hayden. A 26th year old billionaire. Owns Wyatt company. Net worth 23.2Billion. Relationship status- single. ______ I groaned, taking my eyes off my phone. Why the hell am I going through Hayden’s biography. “You need to know about your husband, duh!” My subconscious said. “Eww! He isn’t my husband..he is...” I stopped when I realized I’m talking to myself.

Brittany pulled her best friend’s hand and stomped her feet, saying, "Wow, you’re driving me crazy! I can differentiate between what’s real and what’s fake. Just tell me what you heard, and I won’t blame you for anything else!" Brittany was impatient and was notorious for her temper in the entertainment industry. She would have been exposed long ago if she were not popular enough and did not have a family to back her up. Even so, some haters would sometimes reveal rumors about her, but her brother, Brandon Oakley, would suppress them. Just like now, Brittany had just yelled at her assistant, who came to the dressing room to check on her because she was anxious about the news she had heard. "

Brad only watched the whole drama, amused at how Brittany is handling the matter. “Trust me, I never wished to do this…but she forced me to. Her name is Tina. I saw her in one club and she gave me the job to execute you with the drink” She yelled in anger. Brittany was already boiling with rage “And why did you do it, did you know me before, why did you agree to kill an innocent person….answer me you b!tch” Brittany slapped her again “Harrhghhh….call me whatever, fine I am a b!tch and I know that, but I’m doing it for my son” She yelled, Brittany calmed down a bit. She stared at her puzzled

'Yes I know who the fuck you are and I don't give a two's fuck who you are even if the queen was your mother I would never let you insult my girl Emma over here because your ugly ass can't deal with the fact that she's happy and you are not bitch. Brittney wanted to say something but all her words died in her mouth when Tyler gave her the look that said if you dare say anything I will fucking kil you she then gave him a chance to fake smile but before she left she came to my side and whispered ' I will fucking get you when you are alone and lover boy over there won't always be there to save you.' and with that she left me standing there stund and scared I knew that I was in a hell trouble bu