Healing old wounds

1993 Words

Chloe jumped off the bed, pacing angrily, 'that . . that . . evil evil b***h!' she shouted vehemently, 'I hope she rots in hell, actually hell is too good for her, I hope she lives in a pile of rotting corpses unable to dig her way out, slowly suffocating in their stench and THEN rots in hell', Chloe kicked the bedroom door as she passed it before marching back to Charity's bed and flinging herself down onto it.  'continue' she ordered, 'I want to know how you finally got away from that terrible narcissistic woman and ended up here', she threw her arms around Charity's neck briefly whispering, 'i'm so glad you did, by the way, I'm so glad you are here'. Charity smiled, 'so am I' she replied, 'you are the very first friend I've had in years, you have no idea how glad I am to be here' she co

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