Bully stepbrother
I’m the bitch.
What the hell is wrong with me?
I continue to push through the drunk crowd dancing on the loud floor, seeking freedom from both girls and the party entirely.
I desperately need quiet and peace. I have frustrations to settle, not some two random girls expecting happily ever after from me.
“And I am Madison; you can call me Maddy,” someone among the girls proclaims.
Okay, that gets my attention. I spin around furiously.
“What the fuck?” I partially yell, startling quite a few people around.
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