Friday The 13th The Game Tiffany の小説・ストーリー

"Stop cracking riddles and say it straight. What are you trying to say?" "Thea, did you forget that you're married and you have two kids?" She narrows her eyebrows. "No. I remember that and what the hell are you trying to say?" I repeat. She rolls her eyes as if she's annoyed by my reply. I should be annoyed, right? "Be thankful that I saw what you were doing before John could find out", Tiffany holds my phone in front of my eyes. The gallery of my phone and Christian's pictures. I literally slept while scrolling through his pictures. In frustration, I snatch my phone from her and stuff it into my palms.

She reached over, traded gazes with Kate and flushed her against her chest. “Oh, Kate…you always know how to weaken my resistance, girl.” She said. They parted from their embrace and Tiffany ruffled Kate’s hair. “It’s not my life to live but I want you to have a chance at happiness. You and Gabby deserve it after everything. But I’d never stomach when those dudes decide to play with your fragile heart like that stupid stranger from years ago did. Those dudes are too handsome , it makes me to doubt their loyalty.” Tiffany rambled, Kate laughed. “But, girl. Always tell me whenever you want their asses to be kicked. I’d gladly smack those asses. No one messes with my sister and scot f

However, it was Tiffany who bore the brunt of the shock when she espied her mother sprawled upon the ground, blood spilling from her in a horrifying cascade, thus instigating a frantic turmoil within her. In a frenzied rush, Tiffany rushes toward her fallen mother, her trembling hands grappling with the handcuffs that ensnared her. Meanwhile, Elena, swift as a shadowy specter, unleashed a deft and precise blow to Tiffany's temple, plunging her into a sudden abyss of unconsciousness.

Wynona clung to Zach's chest as tears welled up in her eyes, her delicate demeanor resembling that of a frail flower. "I just came over to tell Ms. Chandler that I don't mind her taking the earrings. If it helps her vent her frustrations, I'm willing to do whatever it takes."

I let out a breath I didn't realize I'd been holding. It was somewhere in the middle of all of that chaos, while the student section was still losing its mind, that a familiar voice came from behind me. "I leave for two hours and somehow I missed the best play of the game, typical, absolutely typical." I turned around. Tiffany. She looked completely unbothered by the fact that she was late, which was very on brand for her. She had on a Hudson State blue cropped varsity jacket with a white ribbed long sleeve underneath, high-waisted light-wash wide-leg jeans, blue and white Nike Air Max that matched the jacket almost perfectly, tiny gold stud earrings, her locs pulled half up, and she was car

“I have no time for bullshit games from a weak, fake Luna like you. Now get Theodore.” Tiffany’s anger flares. “Who do you think you are, Ivy? I’m the Luna now, not you! You should bow before me you lying whore!” She flies at me, her hand in the air ready to slap my face. I sit without moving. Ryder grabs her thin wrist with his massive hand. “One more word and I’ll snap this like a twig,” he says. Tiffany’s eyes fill with fear. She’s pushed Ryder too far and she can see it now. “Please, don’t.”

Still, he said, "We're trying on wedding dresses tomorrow. I'll be there." I looked up at him. "You remembered?" He looked at me as though I had said something ridiculous. "When have I ever forgotten something I promised you?" Just then, Tiffany gave a soft cough. Hunter immediately turned and asked, "What's wrong?" Tiffany shook her head. "It's nothing. My neck's just a little itchy. Maybe I'm just not used to wearing the necklace yet." Hunter picked up the jacket from the couch and draped it over her shoulders.

Grabbing Tiffany’s hair, she dragged her to the ground. "Tiffany! Didn't you say that as long as I helped you frame my sister-in-law, you had my mom's condition under control? Now my mom is gone! And you dared to lie to us that the surgery was successful! I'll beat you to death, you b*tch! I swear, today you’re paying for my mom’s life!" Tiffany was thrown to the ground as Emma furiously strangled her. Tiffany fought back, biting Emma's hand. The two of them were locked in a vicious brawl.

I lit a cigarette that I found on the counter and then inhaled it and gulped it down with some Vodka. After that, I walked out of the room and met Allen, Isaac, and Ciara. "You seen Tiffany?" Ciara asked. "Nah." "I thought you were with her," Isaac said. "Yeah, and all of a sudden she ran away, I thought she'd gone insane." "Oh Zeke, what did you do?" Ciara sighed. "Nothing." "It wouldn't be funny if something happens to her," She frowned. "Whatcha gonna do? Beat me up?" "I wouldn't, Cole would."

Tiffany lets out a defeatedly "No, listen! Think about it, Tiffany. I called you to come over because he showed up at my house and left me this weird gift. And next thing your tires are being slashed? It has to be him" I was walking around the living room nervously "I am listening, Nova. And that's why I can tell you that you're playing right into what he wants." I frown "Which is?" "No offense babe, but it sounds like you're going crazy," Tiffany says