@xcrossroadsx cont. from X.
Helena LeBlanc had never taken KINDLY to having someone CARE about her -- always made her feel WEAK. She’d much rather handle her problems on her own. Even when said problems could very easily KILL her. Stubborn fuck would rather DIE than look PATHETIC. When daddy’s secretary, Rachel-whats her name, invaded her personal bubble and came into the bathroom, all the redhead could do was CAVE INTO HERSELF. Daddy’d kill her dead if she let anyone he worked with find out about this -- Hell, he might even have to hire a new secretary too. “Nothin’ happened I’m fine!” BLATANT lying at this point. Bitch would have to be mentally handicapped to think she was fine. “Look, jus’ get the fuck outta here.” Taking a WOBBLY step toward the brunette, she attempted to push her out of the bathroom with a small, blood-coated hand. She’d stitch herself up good and new like she’d done before. ‘Only this time s’deeper. Shit.’
