Travis Scott Ugly Mga Nobela at Kwento

“I don’t know how Kill did it. How he endured you. Touching you, seeing you. It must’ve been torture. Covered in scars, all bones — you’re a sore sight for any man’s eyes.” Tears slipped down my cheeks, but the sting of the insects felt distant , like pain remembered, not lived. The ache in my chest was louder. Deeper. Was I really that ugly? That disgusting? Bitch. Ugly. Disgusting. No man will ever love you. You’ll never find happiness. You should’ve died with your mother. Die, die, die, you whore. And just like that, darkness took me. And I didn’t fight it this time.

Awan explained sadly. “O... Ok.” Anggun felt uneasy. “I’m sorry.” He dropped his head. “I want...” She said. ”Harem.” She became blushed. Awan remained silent. “Frankly, I hate men. They always harass me by calling me bitch, prostitute, bimbo, etc, every time I ignore them. They are real garbage! How dare such a bunch of disgusting garbage harass me like that! Do they ever think that it’s inhumane?! So that’s why, I will make all men worship me, have them have a plastic surgery, and serve me every time!” She exclaimed.

There are plenty of professionals who are willing to be hired. Tristan shrugged. "See? You and Grayson are the same. You wanna kill him with anything money can buy, and he's threatening to demolish your old house." Scott's expression was extremely dark. "Don't compare me against that asshole." Tristan sighed helplessly. "I really am done with the both of you. You both care about each other, but you're as stubborn as mules. Don't you both still show up whenever the other is in trouble?" Scott was incredibly offended by that statement. "I don't fucking care about him. I can't wait for him to go bankrupt and become homeless."

They lunged towards Scott, surrounding him. Scott, however, didn’t even bother to look them in the eye. “I’m not trying to insult any of you, but all of you are just mere trash, even with your strengths combined! Don’t you blame me for this, old hag. You only have your granddaughter to blame, she’s the one who’s slutting around another man. She even ended up pregnant with his child. Remember this, I, Scott Pattingson, am not someone you could afford to humiliate. Be prepared to vanish from the surface of this earth, Yowells.”

As he read through the content, his brow crunched up more and more, his eyes scanning the screen of the tablet. "F*cking Scott Cavanade, I should have known he would pull such a petty trick." Travis cursed under his breath. "Looks like he knew what you were after all along." Alex agreed. "Of course, Scott has always ensured he tries to screw me up any way he can." Travis mumbled. Travis dropped the tab and started pacing, raking a hand through his hair. "What do you want to do?" Alex asked. Travis didn't respond as he continued pacing, lost in thought.

Scott's smile turned mischievous. The thought of his sex video going viral on social media scared him a little even though it hasn't been leaked, Tyler looked at the man and noticed that he was damn serious "Why?" he asked, Scott shrugged "I just want you to leave your former team and join us, be one of our members and I won't bother with the video again, even if you decide not to be attending our parties, I won't bother you but you will not go to your former team parties. You won't be their member again once you accept my proposal so there won't be any need for them to accept you anymore" Scott said.

"Listen, it's almost over. High-school's nearly done, just one more semester. You're going to college, and it's a fresh start. You'll meet a great guy. I know you will." She sighed, leaning against me. "You're a nice guy Travis. I know you mean well. I think you forget sometimes," she said softly. "Forget? Forget what?" She sat up, and before I could stop her she was wriggling out of her sweatpants, pushing them down to her ankles. She leaned back pointing to the scars on her thighs. Even all these years later, they were ugly, discolored, long and thick. There was only one on her right leg, but the left leg was bad. "I'm hideous, Travis. And it's never going to go away. What guy is going to

Scott deadpans and I can’t help but laugh. “You look amazing. Haven’t you looked in the mirror?” Beams Katie. “I’ll have to take your word for it. I did try to look in the mirror. But without my glasses it’s like trying to read braille.” “I can’t wait to begin your flirting lessons,” Dani grins as she claps her hands in glee. “Alright,” Scott says. “But first let’s change this music,” he laughs. He walks to the coffee table and grabs my phone. He selects a Daughtry song. I have. I idea if he knows that he’s selected that, if his eyes are as bad as he says then it’s just luck he hasn’t put on my teach yourself French d******d.

Not to mention her horrible brown stained teeth . The elder of the scumbag duo is Travis , he is in his mid twenties. He thinks man vests are totally acceptable even with food stains going back years . His mullet hair style in the same colour of his mommy dearest’s crown of fizz is ironically the same colour as the teeth that he has left . Travis has an unhealthy mummies boy complex , and an IQ of pond scum . His ass is always on show , hanging out his jeans that fit when he was at nursery school . Travis was more perverted in an openly learning kinda way .

“I am a person who is... practical and realistic. Hailey laughed and said, “If someone is ugly, then they are ugly, and vice versa.” Travis replied, “The range of people you think are charming is too broad.” He pointed with a finger at the hero’s face, where the video had stopped. “This guy is ugly. It’s a waste of time and life to look at them.” Hailey looked at Travis resentfully. Then, her gaze drifted to the ambiguous hero on the tablet. Suddenly, she felt that the TV drama she was currently watching was boring.