(Somebody's POV)
I jumped off the control panel and walked slowly towards my unconscious beloved.
I frowned when I passed by the crazy blonde b***h who shot her head off. She's really no fun. She ruined all my plans for her. A plan to play with her all night.
They thought I was really their friend huh?
I attended the blonde b***h's mum's funeral two weeks ago to give my "most sincere condolence". Candace was actually one of my former sluts that I met sometime ago but she won't reveal that to anyone. After all, Sam, her boyfriend was one of my "close friends". Friend in the sense that we used to be cheating partners when we were classmates in St.Paul's academy when we were in the fifth and sixth grade. We just separated ways when I and my cousin who was also our classmate chose to study
