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{Fred's P.O.V.......Sadly}

"We meet again."

"Why the fuck are you here?" She says balling up her fist.

"Feisty I like, and I came to see you babe." I say taking her hand in mine.

"Um, don't call me that you sick piece of shit." She says moving her hands away from my mine.

"I'm gonna be honest with you. I didn't want to drive all the way up here I mean I would rather be fucking Mitch." After I said that her nostrils flare causing me to laugh.

"But whenever I send someone to do something they do it wrong. Fucking Darien can't do one thing right, so I'm gonna make this easy after your shift you come outside and I'll take care off eveything else."

"You must be crazy if you think I'm gonna go into a car with you." She says moving some menus around.

Why can't this bitch listen? I know something that'll make her listen.

"Spencer."

"What?" She says turning her head. I knew that would make her listen.

"Your son, it'll be ashame if he just disappeared and by disappeared I mean dead."

"Your bluffing."

"Am I?" I say smirking again.

"Stay away from my son." She says walking towards me.

"I will if you come with me."

She sighs and puts her hand in her face before yelling 'fuck'

"I'll go." She says in a sad tone.

"Good girl." I say taking the hair tie out of her hair. "Holy shit your beautiful." I say running my hands though her hair.

Esther was gourgues and I could not wait to put my hands all over her body. She was one the most prettiest girls I've ever seen and her tattoos and piercings were honestly turning me on.

"What's the point in doing all this?" She says wiping a tear.

"Are, are you crying?" I say laughing. "Esther never cries."

"Answer the damn question!" She says raising her voice, it cracking half way.

"Because I'm alone and I want, no I need company."

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