Wordgirl Becky Angry Novels & Stories

But I remained wordless that moment. But that happened long dead years, our parents had departed the world of living. And besides, it was just an apple, I would sound too lunatic for that little thing, for only an apple I would slap my twin sister? Oh come on! How absurd! “Becca! What have I done to you?!” Marga screamed, blood dripped from her forehead. She was shaking in pain, scared and puzzled.

Ouuuch", she screamed. On getting to the room, she got a big direct punch from someone immediately she opened the door and that threw her downstairs and she broke her arm. "Sloppy, slow, childish. You have a lot to learn kid. Welcome to training", Becca said. "What in the actual heck mum, what was that for", Angela replied still trying to hold her arm after clearly hearing her own bone break. "I'm gonna say it again. Welcome to training. I'm going to teach you how to become independent and strong. To be able to defend yourself among anyone that's going to come after you. I should have done it sooner. Try to dodge". Becca transformed into a full werewolf and attacked her daughter. Whether Ang

I grasped and the girls rushed in. "Are you trying to kill me?" I glared at her and she rolled her eyes not answering me. "I thought someone was attacking you again with the way you screamed. I didn't know you were just being a baby," Maya scoffed, leaving and Naya giggled. "Don't kill her Becca, she has been through alot already in one night," Naya smiled, leaving as well. "I'll try not to," Becca replied but dipped my head right back into the water. She really did want to kill me and she was not been discreet about it.

Becky straightened, smirking as her minions watched in silence. “Next time, stay out of my business,” she said coldly, turning to her crew. “Let’s go.” They walked off.I stood there, rubbing my wrist and watching them leave. My skin throbbed where her nails had dug in.I lifted my wrist to inspect the wound.Becky had done real damage this time. I turned to the other girl and saw her on the ground, collecting her books . Walking up to her , I asked,“Hey , are you fine?”

PISSED I don't care who the hell she is but there is no way we were taking anything down. She looked at me one last time before walking out of the hall. " Gosh she's so annoying," I heard Becky whisper as she watched the grumpy bitch storm out, I still didn't know who she was. " It seems you really don't know her?" Becky asked as if I cared to know anything about someone like her. " Like I'm supposed to know someone like that? I'm seriously glad I don't know her."

Besides, she had plenty of friends. After that class, we went to our lockers. As I stood at mine, someone pushed me into it and yelled, "Watch out, earthquake!" I didn't see Rock and Brody nearby, but they quickly grabbed the guy and started punching him. The guy groaned, "What the hell, guys? It's the fucking water girl." "If you ever look at River or even say hello to her again, I'll break your fucking nose next time. Do I make myself clear?" Rock growled.

" Lady Becky couldn't hold it any longer as she scream hold a sharp object charging towards Taika but was caught by two guards and was giving some sedative to sleep. Before lady Becky loss conscience she saw her enemy( Annabel) had her arms around Adam arm and was mockly smiling at her. Lady Becky didn't have any remorse, if she had another life she would still do the same thing in order to have Adam for herself. Everyone in the room was shocked by lady Becky outburst and some maids started to whisper among their selves as they were sent out of the room.

Becky was getting an explanation. The second I burst through my mom's front door, I could hear Becky's whine."She's angry, Mrs. Cavanaugh! I swear it, Giselle is trying to kill me! Did you notice how she sat me to dinner in front of our guests?" I walked into the living room to find Becky on the couch, blanket hugged tightly around her, dramatically towel-mopping her dripping wet hair. My mother sat beside her, a comforting hand on Becky's shoulder. Debbie stood by the fireplace, arms crossed, clearly relishing the drama.

“I need to teach this spiteful wench a lesson so she stops tormenting my daughter every damn day!” “M-Malcolm, I didn't do anything to Angie,” Rebecca whimpered, clutching her throbbing cheek, her tear-streaked eyes pleading up at me like a cornered pup. “I swear on the Moon Goddess herself.” “Do you take me for a fool, Becca?” I whispered, leaning in close enough to feel the heat of her fear-sweat, my voice a lethal blade slicing through her lies. “Your scent lingers in that room like a predator's mark… and that’s unmistakable, damning.”

Alicia will say to the rest of the workers, “You all can go. Becky, stay behind.” The workers stood up slowly. Some whispered, some shook their heads. They were looking at Becky with disgust. Becky sat still, wiping her tears. She was already tired. Her eyes were swollen from crying. The person in the video was her, in her outfit, moving her hands, taking the watch. But deep inside, she knew she didn’t take anything that wasn’t hers.