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But after it was discovered that some of the doctors had gone mad, and had been performing unethical medical practices, such as lobotomy’s, acid drips on exposed skulls, or forcing STD infected patients to have sex with non-STD infected patients.
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Judges, police chiefs, mayors, lawyers, Dr.’s, politicians and other high-ranking officials. They all had it coming. Every single one of these married men reached out to my fake account looking for a partner between the ages of ten and sixteen. Those grown ass men with grandchildren older than those ages were looking for sexual partners that could barely write their name. Their wives and children had no idea that their fathers and husbands could be a part of something so vile. The sick shit that they wanted these babies to do to them was stomach turning. They had to die.” Amalia said sweetly.
I mean 🤷🏾♀️🤷🏾♀️ I see her logic. But damn.
The hard clicking caught Ivory’s attention. Amalia was wearing a new full set of stiletto acrylic nails. The tip was filed so sharply that it could have only been done within the past day or morning of the interview. However, Ivory knew that no manicurist was on staff. She made a mental note to ask how she had gotten her nails done.
That's crazy. A fresh set in prison, how you pulled that off.
“Didn’t I tell you I was done fucking with you. I told you that as long as you were still married to that bitch, that I ain’t have nothing for you. You got me raising our son, by my damn self. The son you begged me to have since all she gave you were girls. I give you the son you want, yet I’m still alone. I’m done with you.” Chrisette barked, though she was trying to hold back tears.
Your mom or grandma never told you babies don't keep a man. Why would you think he was gonna leave his wife for you. 🙄🙄😒😒
“Chrisette, are you hard of fucking hearing. I told you I already filed for divorce. If shit was good with me and Nia, I would’ve never started fucking you. She don’t listen, lazy as fuck and all she does is put me down. I want to be with you and our son, and you know that.” Tony lied convincingly.
It is karma, I swear it is. Weren't you just sweet-talking your wife?
“Chris ok. Ok, listen. You know I have to be smart about this. If you were just some random, it would’ve been a whole lot easier to walk away from Nia. But you and Nia have a connection. Do you know how hard she’s going to make my life when she realizes that I’m leaving her for her first cousin?”
Yeah, you deserve it. 🙄🙄🙄🙄🤷🏾♀️🤷🏾♀️🤷🏾♀️🤷🏾♀️🤷🏾♀️
“My what? Oh, nah that was just a friend. I'm not married,” Tony lied. “Is everything OK? How can I help?”
This is why you should always pay attention to your surroundings.
“Why can't men just tell the fucking truth. It's OK, Nia, I got your back, girl. He's not gonna get away with cheating on us.” Amalia thought.
US? US? 😒😒😒😒😒😒
“Whoa, wait. Where are you going?” “To call an Uber. I have to get to my house. The rescheduling fee is $325 per company. I can’t sit around and wait for someone to give me a jump. I really gotta go.” Amalia said convincingly as she turned to walk off. “Well since you’re in a rush, I can drop you off there. I’m on my lunch break, so it won’t be a problem. Hailside Manor is about thirty minutes away but I’m positive I can make it there in fifteen,” Tony joked.
He must have thought he was gonna get some quick coochie. 🙄🙄🙄🙄😒😒😒😒😒
To himself he thought, “I hope those workers are gone so she can thank me the right way.”
Yeah, thanks, alright. Dead and don't even know it
“Of course. I can’t wait to see it,” Tony added.
Are you rushing to die 😳😳😳😳😳😒😒😒😒😒
“Here it comes! I’m Cumm…” “Not today you won’t!” Amalia shouted animatedly before swinging the bent rebar and connecting with the side of Tony’s head. Instantly sending him into a world of darkness.
I mean 🤷🏾♀️🤷🏾♀️🤷🏾♀️🤷🏾♀️😒😳😳😳😳 He did willingly go with her.
“Where the fuck am I?”
Hell, nigga hell. 🤷🏾♀️🤷🏾♀️🤷🏾♀️🤷🏾♀️🤷🏾♀️🙄🙄🙄🙄
“What the fuck is this? Nia! Nia!”
You should have been screaming God, God, but hey. 🤷🏾♀️🤷🏾♀️🤷🏾♀️🤷🏾♀️🤷🏾♀️
“Ms. Please! I have a wife and-” “Tisk Tisk Tisk! No No No!” Amalia said mockingly as she wagged her finger from side to side. “You specifically told me you weren't married.”
You definitely did.
How could you do me and Nia like that?
It's the fact that she keeps saying her and Nia like huh. He doesn't know you. 😔😔😔😔😔🙄🙄🙄
“What is my name?” The simple question knocked the wind out of Tony's chest. He lay speechless because the truth is he had no idea what her name was. He had asked, but when she didn’t answer, he didn't care. Amalia smirked, “It's a damn shame. I sucked your dick, balls, and licked your gooch and you can’t even tell me who I am.” “Lady, why are you doing this? I didn’t ask you to do any of those things for me. I didn’t even ask to come in your house. Your ass is crazy.”
I mean I see her point. 🤷🏾♀️🤷🏾♀️🤷🏾♀️🤷🏾♀️🤷🏾♀️🤷🏾♀️
“Did I let him go? Well of course not. I wish I could go there and show you around. But you know, me being caged in a super max prison limits my mobility. Do let me know what you find.” Amalia urged.
So, how did you get your nails done?
“I'm all the woman that man needs. As a reputable and respectable child psychologist, it is your father’s job to watch, notate and spend time with his patients. He is not doing anything wrong.” “Mommy, I don’t believe that’s true. Daddy acts like a predator. Mom, I think daddy has an interest in children. I really think he’s a pedoph-” SLAPPP!!! Sylvia slapped the words down Amalia’s throat before she could finish speaking. The force behind her slap was so brutal that it nearly knocked twelve-year-old Amalia into a wall.
I hate mothers like this. She's crying out for help and you slap her. Moms should have been victim 1 in my opinion.
“She said there isn’t a woman on this earth that can take my spot. She didn’t say that her husband hadn’t tried to put a child in her spot.” Amalia thought. Amalia had no way of knowing that Sylvia repeated those words to herself every day. It was the mantra that she used daily to keep her sanity. She knew it was a huge lie. There was nothing a woman could do for a man the preferred his companion underage. Sadly, to keep the life that she lived, even if she had to sacrifice her own children, she tolerated and encouraged her husband’s perversion.
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She hated herself because though she loved us, she didn’t care about the things our father did as long as he kept her bank account padded.”
Oh this bitch 🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬
“I said shut the fuck up Mali. Your nose is bleeding, so you need to clean yourself up. I don’t want to hear any more talk about your father and the lies you’ve made up. I know my husband and he would never do anything so vile to a child. Now, I have some errands to run. I have to go to Neiman Marcus to pick up my handbag and red bottoms. After that I’ll be going to Saks for my evening gown for the gala. Then the salon. See you later, sweetheart.”
So she purposely left for hours so Amalia could be fucked with. 🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬
I wish I could wear it.”
Huh 😳😳😳😳😳
“What did she say?” Ivory asked. Amalia smirked as if she were about to tell the funniest joke before saying, she said, I’m sorry Daniel. I didn’t see anything.
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The hackles on the back of Ivory’s neck stood on high alert. She knew that Amalia’s mother was in a hospital for the mentally insane. But had no idea where her father was. Even in her research, she had not come across his name anywhere. Every pore in her body could smell the danger seeping into the room. She took a second glance at Amalia’s freshly done acrylic nails, the fact that someone had been keeping Dr. Whitaker alive for two years and suddenly, Ivory didn’t feel so secure.
I said that. Even though I don't think it's the father. Someone has to be helping her. Two years of electricity being on in an abandoned place. Someone is paying the bills
I wouldn't either. I would have been ran. 🤷🏾♀️🤷🏾♀️
“You still don’t get it Ivory. You specifically are here for a reason,” Amalia said excitedly. Ivory was terrified. She couldn’t hide it even if she wanted to. “I don’t…I don’t understand.” She stuttered almost childlike. “I admire you, Ivory. It must be so nice to have your head on straight. My head is full of shit. So, when I saw a woman that I admired, I told my aunt and uncle that I wanted you to conduct my interview,”
I knew it .
“Your aunt and uncle?” Ivory felt like she would pass out. She had no problem putting two and two together. She instantly knew Dale and Eunice were Amalia’s Aunt and Uncle. This also confirmed that Dale and Eunice knew that Amalia’s father had been dead for years. Ivory looked back at Meredith, and she was as pale as a ghost. She had no idea that the people she had called friends were truly a family of lunatics.
Yeah, no, wrap it up. I'm out. Fuck the viewers and everything else. My Safety is what's important
“I went as far as my insanity told me to go. It was very therapeutic. But here’s the good part, I went online and found a video on the proper way to de-skin wild game. I used the same practice to expertly remove the flesh from his loathsome carcass. He always said he wanted to wear my skin. So, I assumed that meant he no longer wanted to wear his own. As far as his organs, I ate a few just so I could shit it out onto him.” Amalia threw her head back and laughed. She always thought cannibalism was somewhat humorous.
I just know you fucking lying 🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳
“Here’s the best part. Once I removed Royce’s skin from his useless body, I brought Sylvia back into the room. When she opened her eyes and saw the masterpiece I entitled, ‘dead and skinless daddy’, she opened her mouth to scream but only gurgles came out. Hard to scream with a freshly ripped out tongue. While she was gurgling and trying to crawl away, I draped his moist bloody skin over her shoulders and forced her tongueless mouth on her husband’s skinless dick. I guess you can call my pretty ass Buffalo Bill,” Amalia laughed so hard that she began to cough.
I'm fucking speechless 😲😲😲😲😲😲😲😲😲😲😮😮😮😮😮😮😮
He didn’t care that Ivory had another question. She’d had to save that question for a phone call. After hearing all the things that Amalia admitted, he didn’t want to touch her. Miller knew for sure that he’d never have sex with her again. Hearing her admit to chewing on flesh and eating internal organs made him want to throw up. If he knew that she was into that type of sick shit he would’ve never put his mouth on hers. And he for damn sure wouldn’t have risked his marriage for her.
Wait so your vows meant nothing compared to a pretty face and big butt. 😔😔😔
Medical records were also discovered for Amalia which showed that she was a clinically diagnosed Paranoid Schizophrenic that suffered from extreme hallucinations & Pseudologia Fantastica, Bipolar Disorder, and borderline personality disorder. It was also discovered based on the medical records that Amalia’s hymen remained intact until she was nineteen. Her tales of rape were 100% false. She was also an only child. Brandon Havoc is believed to be a figment of her imagination. On the table, was a handwritten note that read:
Just fucking wow 🤯🤯. Why lie?
“I always wondered if I concocted a tale as to why I murdered my father, would it be believed. Looks like it was. Royce never touched me. I can admit that I am a liar, and the truth isn’t in me. I murdered my father and mutilated my mother, because they were boring. I tortured my mother because I was out of my psyche meds. Good doesn’t live in some people. Or maybe I am crazy. I guess you’re wondering how I wrote this. I told you that prison couldn’t hold me, I come and go as I please. Like Pinocchio said, “I got no chains to hold me down. To make me fret or make me frown. I had chains, but
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OMG 🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯
