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Nathan look at me, before sighing. “Apparently they wanted to serenade Freeda or maybe something like that,” he bluntly stated. I watched, as Tyler and Jake began to sing. I didn’t expect that Tyler can sing like that. I mean, his voice... It was full of love and passion. I wonder if Freeda could finally forgive him after doing this. After Tyler and Jake sang, the whole Cafeteria remained in silent, observing and waiting for what will happen next. But to our surprise, something bad happened... Something unexpectedly unacceptable for Freeda and Tyler’s fans.

As the third-ranked leader of Devil's Penitentiary, his brutality and killing methods were unquestionably twisted. "What's wrong? You don't know how to sing that song? Would you rather sing 'I'm a Little Teapot' instead?" Frederick said, smiling faintly. Boom! Wilson lashed out; he stretched out his hands toward Frederick, and they moved like sharp blades. "Then you'll die! I'll make sure to greet your family, too! I'll make them kneel down and sing their defeat!" Wilson laughed coldly. When his hand landed on Frederick's right shoulder, there was no expected sound of bone shattering. Instead, he felt his own palm make a crisp sound, and his five fingers bent ninety degrees!

Freddy suddenly spoke but his voice sounded like a little boy's. "If something happen when makes you felt sadness, don't be the easier you are a weak. Don't make them see you lose. Don't stop fighter until your die. Be stronger than you have now .. Do not makes any mistakes and do not choose a simple things. "Freddy is still connected. Kei just listened, he just pretended not to hear. Although Freddy's voice was small but he heard it clearly. "If something bad happens to me .. Are you will be sad? I saw my last life, are you and Shima will crying when I'm dead?" Freddy smiled a little. Kei clenched his teeth.

Freddy sneers, "Are you going to kneel down and beg me to spare him?" I frown and say, "When you die, I will consider whether to kneel to you or not." Freddy's muscles tense up. he grits his teeth and shouts angrily, "Believe it or not, I will immediately have his fingers chopped off?!" I say, "Chop him up. If you do not chop him up, you are a liar." Freddy is speechless. I say, "Last time he told me that the woman he loves the most is me, but tonight he is fooling around with my sister. If you chop off his finger, how about I light a cigarette for you?"

Freddy knew who I am and what I am, but he seems to be un bothered and he's still living peacefully deep inside the forest with his animal friends. "Oh how I missed my sweet Angel! Freddy, can I have the key please? I want to cuddle my Sweet little Angel! I missed her so much!" I plead and Freddy tossed me a spare of key. I quickly unlocked the cage and dipped myself into the pool, looking at my sweet angel.

Freya cried. Zia and Clint took turns trying to hush Freya’s cries. They fed her, but she was not hungry. They changed her diaper, sang her lullabies, and a lot more. Freya would not stop crying! Clint decided to ask for help from a professional, his mom. However, instead of his mother, it was his father, Samuel, who answered the call. He suggested, “You know, Clint, when you were a baby, you loved to listen to the song ‘Baby Got Back’! Try it. Freya might like it too.”

“She would be all happy seeing you moving forward.” “I know.” I give a genuine smile. Song inspiration for the chapter: Little Freak by Harry Styles (Chorus part only)

And the sound system was in order, I thought as I nodded my head to Bruno Mars' song playing now. "'Cause you're amazing just the way you are," I sang aloud. It's been a long time since I had felt this kind of freedom and it was intoxicating. Sometimes granny wouldn't let me sing anything that wasn't a catholic hymn. I joined in the chorus again, twirling in my seat. "Could you please refrain from your noise!" The sharp, annoying, and familiar voice of Xavier cut through my excitement. I rolled my eyes, "It's called singing." He chortled, "Honey if that's how all singers sound then I don't mind listening to an old lady squeaking."

🎶 I continue singing until I hear soft snores, then I know he's fallen asleep. I stop singing, I lean forward and kisses his forehead. Suddenly I hear someone clapping behind me, I turn to Fred with a harsh glare and shush him. "Keep it down!" I whisper yell at him. "Oh!" He whispers. I walk towards him and drag him outside with me. I close the door behind and head to Fred's room. "I didn't know you have such a beautiful voice!!" Fred said. It sounds like he's complimenting me. Ok, I should ask him if he's really complimenting me, just to be sure..

Spring asks, tossing her jacket to the floor as she sits down on the mattress. Without warning, Freddie grabs her by the hair, yanking her head back roughly. “Shut the fuck up, bitch!” he snarls. “Why are you always nagging me about money? Once my streaming career takes off, you’ll be swimming in drugs. So quit whining!” He slaps her across the face, hard, before lighting a cigarette and shoving the white substance in his mouth from the shopping bags she brought and turning his attention to a video game.