Chapter 24

Anastasia's POV

After the roasting session, everything went back to normal. Almost. The electricity went off. That shitty necessity for everyday life didn't come back for an hour! UGH! We hated it, but Scarlett tried to keep our spirits up. The air conditioner had gone off. We had to open the doors and windows. I never knew even those windows could open. I thought we had to break them open by throwing stones at them. I'm so dumb.

I started sweating and went inside the storage room to take it off my sweater-vest off. Ugh! Then the most embarrassing thing happened. I was half way removing it when I heard the door open. Fuck. 'ahh! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean too!' I heard Scarlett hastily speak before closing the door. I just stayed in the position of halfway removing my sweater-vest. I was so red! After removing it, I stayed in there for another few minutes, hiding my face in my palms. That was so embarrassing.

The electricity had come on when I was in the storage room. That's why Scarlett had come in to inform me. I seriously told her to stop apologizing to me for everything she did because we were friends. For a second I thought she was going to cry, but I restored! RESTORED! She didn't cry when I said the first sentence. I thought she was going to. She is a little cinnamon roll.

I didn't feel like wearing that thing again since the electricity had come back on. I rolled up my sleeves like I do every day. A thought hit me. When hot ass guys roll up their sleeves, straight girls say they get even more irresistible. So if I roll up my sleeves, do I get irresistible to gay women? I don't need sleep; I need answers.

I shake my head and put that thought at the back of my head, and get back to work. Grandma had raised our pay to 10, at least for everyone. Why is grandma such a saint? I've never even described how grandma looks like, did I? nope didn't! So grandma's very short that I have to bend down to her. It's probably because of old age, she's gone short.

Grandma's an elderly black woman. I've read on Tumblr or something that elderly black women are very sweet. They call you sweetie, dearie, honey, baby, sweetheart. etc and would hug you.

I didn't know that there was a word called touch starved. I was touch starved. That's why I nearly cry when grandma calls me sweetie and hug me when I did a good job sort of thing. Mortals are touch starved too, im not the only one. Has my family ever felt touch starved? not my parents though, they are still uh; you know whatever they must being doing whatever right now. My half siblings are suffering. I don't feel sorry at all. SUFFER!

But they'll cry when they meet grandma. My siblings felt touch starved once upon a time. They still do, they never found the word.

Speaking of my siblings, my brother sent scouts to find Angie. Why's he still so hung up on her! bitch move on, will you?! and one of them scouts called me a dyke. *evil creepy laughter* Then this dyke must torture you in the worst way you can't imagine!

If they stay alive breathing for a second, they'll send a message about her whereabouts. They'll take her away. She has avoided them for centuries, and I've ruined her career. Wait, if she encountered one in the past, she must've killed that brother. So can we team up and kill that midget and the son of a bitch? YES, PLEASE!

If we fail in killing one of them, that loser will give him the information. My brother will appear. He'll take her away. Boom! mission failed! Nobody can escape my brother at all. He seems like those shitty douche MLs in those Wattpad stories. those stories make me wanna throw away my eyes and brain in the dumpster. Ugh!

My brother cares about my family like hell, and sometimes it gets annoying. I don't know if he cares about me or not, I'm sure he'll kidnap me and put me in a box full of styrofoam. Then ship me to the immortal realm. I don't want to go! I like the mortal realm more! The immortal realm is filled with dumb asses and assholes!

MORTAL HAVE MUCH MORE IQ AND ARE MUCH OPEN-MINDED THAN THOSE DIPSHITS!

If we are killing those scouts, we slash them into pieces in a dark alley and send the body to my brother. Then get a cat. Especially a kitten. Those fur babies are so adorable!