The Risk (Mindf*ck, #1)

by S.T. Abby

physically fit,

Make me a little murderous.

Saying" a little" while CUTTING her victims in PIECES

Lawrence may die sooner than I planned. I may tie him up with Tyler and let them cry to each other while I cut them both to pieces.

Exactly my tought actually

“You haven’t seen half the shit in my head, Craig. I need to call my girl, so order me a burger.” Shit!

My GIRL ARGHHH

“You’re a crazy bitch!” Lawrence shouts. I grin, facing him now. “No. I’m a pissed off crazy bitch. You knew me when I was younger. You knew my brother too.” A smirk graces my lips as the color starts draining from his eyes. “Those tears won’t save you, whore,” I repeat, though this time I can see him realizing why I’m saying those words. “Beg me to stop.”