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/Damien earns all respects “How could he even do that. How could he?” Claire was raving. The other girls were gathered around her. She was in the middle. “What’s this about?”
Laurette spoke up. “What isn’t it about? He got us drunk yesterday and everyone of you is cool with that? None of you think he had an ulterior motive?” “Maybe you’re thinking too much?” Evelyn came on, but Claire wasn’t going to give in. “Am I? Have you thought about it this way? Maybe I’m the only sane person here. Maybe the rest of you don’t think I do the thinking for you!!!!” Mira stepped forward. “What’s the fuss about, Claire. I know you don’t like him. But this is quite obvious. If he had ulterior motive and doesn’t care about us, would he had left some meat for us and prepare that hangover soup? Wouldn’t he had left us for dead?” Claire bursted out into a weird kind of laugh. The rest of the girls were stupefied. “Why wouldn’t he prepare a hangover soup and meat when he already had his way last night. I wonder why legs are quaking. He’s such a shady bastard.” “Are you saying that he raped us?”
Jada gave life to her glare. She seemed tired of the shit show. “You’re not that dumb after all.”
Claire threw her face away, in an indifferent manner.
“Are you so stupid or so full of yourself. Because I can’t quite wrap my head around it.” Jada let the devil loose. Claire’s jaw dropped, eyes widening. Jada continued at once. “At first I thought you were being sane trying to care for the welfare of the other girls. Probably the feminist drive. But now, there’s no doubt, you’re just a psycho who is obsessed with being at the top. It kills you that you can’t control us. It makes you wanna die because you lost to a loser. You can’t accept that he’s our leader.” Claire shook her head. “I’m not surprised, Ja-bitch. You’ll always fight for him. After all, you’re his whore.” Jada chuckled, stepping forward.
“At least I got to fuck him. Who knows what you’d end up doing? I won’t be surprised if I see you sucking on the cock of a cannibal. You belong with them. After all you’ve always talked about their strength. The only thing I can’t understand was what Lisa saw in you. I pity her.
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How could she crush on a dummy and selfish prick like you.”
“What?”
The other girls exclaimed, all eyes moved to Lisa. “Wait, Lisa has a crush on me?”
Claire turned to Lisa.
“Is that true?”
Jada interrupted,
“Not, it’s not. What do you think? That Lisa sticks around you because you’re as calm as dove? You salty salamander with crappy attitude.” “Who told you to tell her?”
Lisa got mad and charged at Jada. “You fucking bitch.” She grabbed Jada and started hitting her, slapping her mercilessly in the face. The other girls joined in and tried to separate them. “If you’re useless and can’t get anything done could you at least get along please.” They all stopped brawling and turned to the owner of the masculine voice. “I can’t imagine going away to make sure we are safe and come back to this insanity.” Damien didn’t bother to hide his displeasure. He was so pissed off. He didn’t care that they all gaped at him for generalizing. He didn’t leave anyone out of the criticism. “Get out of my way, I need to help someone. I pray she doesn’t end up bickering like y’all jobless lot.”
He broke his way through them, edging towards the safehouse.
“Allison.”
“Wait, it’s Allison.”
“Oh God, it’s Allison.”
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