chaotic ex-best friend, Psycho. Yet, here he was, lying on a cold steel floor, wristsbound behind his back by chains too strong to break
She paced in front of him, her raven-black hair falling intangled waves over her shoulders
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Dre tilted his head, his expression as nonchalant as ever.“I wasn’t trying to disappear,” he replied coolly, eyes locking onto hers. “Ijust moved on.”
You thought you could just disappear, didn’t you?” shehissed, her voice dripping with venomYou thought you could live your perfect life without me.”
Psycho’s laughter echoed through the empty room, sharp andbitter. She crouched down, her face inches away from his, the sharp scent ofher perfume hitting his nose. “You were mine,” she whispered, voice low andpossessive. “You still are.”
Dre rolled his eyes. This wasn’t the first time she’d pulledsomething like this. Their friendship had been a ticking time bomb from thestart—intense, passionate, and ultimately destructive. She thrived on chaos,while Dre had always been the calm in every storm. But even he had his limits. “You’recrazy, you know that?” he said, his voice flat. “This isn’t going to work.”
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Before Dre could respond, the door to the room burst open.His sister, Selene, stood in the doorway, her face etched with worry anddetermination. She had always been his anchor, the one person who could calmhim even when things spiraled out of control. She raised her hand, releasing aburst of energy that shattered the chains binding him.
Oh, it will,” she purred, standing back up, her bootsclicking against the floor. “I always get what I want. And what I want is you.
“You’ve forgotten what it’s like to be with me,” shecontinued, her tone softening into something more dangerous, more intimate.“But don’t worry, I’m going to remind you.”
For a moment, silence hung between them, thick with tension.Dre’s mind raced, trying to think of an escape plan, but the chains weresecure, and his powers seemed muted in this room. It was something she must’veprepared for—she always did have a knack for outsmarting him when it matteredmost.
But Dre was faster. In a single, fluid motion, he stood up,using the remnants of his strength to pull Psycho back. “Enough!” he barked;his voice colder than it had ever been. “This ends now.”
Psycho spun around; fury etched into her features. “You!”she screamed, lunging at Selene with manic speed.