Ellie.
"What's wrong with you people?" I grumble as I begrudgingly get out of my car. "Don't you f*****g have eyes?"
"Oh! We do, honey" the old woman says as she slowly walks to me. As expected, she is in expensive designer clothes and a fancy handbag delicately hanging on her arm.
Her red painted lips are formed into a smirk as if she has waited for this moment all her life. I won't be surprised. She smells trouble.
A witch trails behind her. The woman my dad dumped my mum for. Now looking at her, she has nothing on Mum. She is as ugly as her sister.
I wonder how Kelly is doing right now. Is she still in the pack? Zane broke her f*****g legs and it was so satisfying to watch.
The witch doesn't show her emotions. Her face is cold and blank. The dark mascara and the smoky eyes perfect
