The blood oath Pt 2 : f*****g prick!
Amy
What a f*****g prick no guy has ever treated me that way. Unless you count Andrew Anders and the prick's name, I can't even pronounce it. They were both egotistical pricks.
Andrew always thought he owned me and could speak to me as he pleased. He was wrong. So was that other prick. I sure hoped Gale kicked his f*****g ass or worse, tortured the cunt till death. I grinned wickedly, wishing I could get a fly on the wall to see that.
And this f*****g prick who the f**k did ye think he f*****g was? God? I assumed Jamie was God around here cause wasn't what he said goes? His brother and the doc of the house were in strict orders to make sure I was okay.
But this prick, this prick had the nerve to insult me! Did he not know who I was? It wasn't unt
