I Hear You, Charlotte (Ties That Bind #2)

Chapter 7

Dear Erick,

I just wanted you to know that you’re a pussy-ass-bitch.

I hope you get a disease and your dick falls off. I hope Mommy and Daddy cut you off and you are forced to get a real job. I hope someone jacks your ride and crashes it into a guardrail, rendering it a total loss. I hope every shroom you get is a dud. I hope you get a bad batch of AstraMallum and are left with just enough remaining brain cells that you have to re-learn how to tie your shoes.

Most of all, I hope no girl ever comes to you seeking comfort again.

These were already more words than you’re worth.

Choke on a dick and die, asshole- Charlie