Right now, I was more confused than Joey Essex getting asked about continents. and sweating more than a filthy whore in church.

"Oh..okay. Thanks" Leaving Olivia standing there with a puzzled expression., I made a b-line for my sisters car. She wouldn't mind me using it just for today, would she?

Yes she would, and you know that

Shrugging away my thoughts, I quickly ran inside and grabbed the keys.

Oh Megan, if it is you....good luck

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LifeWrecker's POV :

Cracking my fingers, I quickly typed in the passcode to view any new material I could use for today's plan.

sitting back in my chair, I shot up within seconds as I saw the bitch had found the bug that was feeding every part of information I had posted.

"No!" I yelled.

Sticking my hands in my hair, I kicked the pile of clothes that were directly opposite me.

"Maybe it's a sign?" Snapping my head towards the imbecile sitting on my bed.

I felt like grabbing their hair and ripping it out with my bare hands.

Maybe it was a sign? Maybe that was a sign for me to gauge their eyeballs out.

"Just shut up!" I screeched with my teeth glued together.

"Just shut up, shut up, shut up!" Grabbing bunches of my hair, i span around and scanned the room trying to look for something specific. The feeling of anger began to rise once again.

"Maybe we should stop" I swear to god most people were so annoying, i wouldnt blink twice before or after running them over with 5 trucks full of weights.

"Maybe you should choke to death?" I spat while running to my iphone.

Hearing my door slam shut, i saw how the pile of shite had exited my room in a sulk. Sorry, was i supposed to care for their feelings?

Dialling the number i needed, i tapped my foot impatiently as all i heard were the annoying rings.

"Hello?" The voice from the other end finally spoke.

"Finally, I need you to do something for me......."

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Carmela's POV:

Switching off the radio, i tried to concentrate on the road once again. I swear to you, if i hear 'Call me maybe' play one more time, i wont be held responsible for my actions.

My mind began to drift off to the saddening things i had experienced only in this week. I had felt shitter than Kelsie when she thought Kourtney Kardashian and Scott Disick were breaking up. That week she went through more tissues than a horny 13 year old and a free house.

Breaking away from my thoughts, i crashed my foot on the break as i noticed the red light, and Jensen trying to cross the road.

Jumping back, I swear he had grew a foot or 2 as a threatening expression crossed his face. Starting to throw curse words in my direction, they slowly came to a halt as he saw it was me behind the steering wheel.

Shrinking back down, he placed an apologetic smile back onto his pink lips, and quickly opened up the drivers door.

Cars behind me started to honk as the traffic light flashed green. Jensen quickly unbuckled my seatbelt and pushed me into the passenger seat. Sliding himself in, he started to drive off just as a burly man had clambered out of his red truck directly behind us.

"You okay?" He asked hesitantly.

Ignoring him, i buckled myself up, and sank lower down into my seat with my face smeared against the window. Furrowing my eyebrows, i sat back up and noticed that we were heading back in the direction of my house.

"What are you doing?" Narrowing my eyes in his direction, i parted my lips slightly as i concentrated on his dark eyelashes. They werent as nice as Tates, Tates always looks so long and perfect. So did his eyesbrows, they were arched with such perfection, he was just so damn perfect.

Why didnt i stay in that room? Why didnt i fight for him? You're probably asking.

Because i was done with always fighting for what i wanted, sometimes some people want to be faught for, not the one that always gets bruised.

"I'm driving? ya' see this wheel thingy, ya' turn it. Oo and these pedal dodads help you go faster, or can even stop you from killing innocent bystanders. Can you believe that? " I didnt miss the small smile on the corner of his mouth as he saw my expression. Lets just say i didnt look amused one bit.

"Drive to Megan's" I spoke after i let the silence linger in the air for a few seconds. Scratching my head, i started to plait my hair, letting the braid sit on my back and reach the bottom of my back.

"But you look like a mad woman..." Dropping open my mouth, i let out a little of my anger by punching him on the arm.

"Fine, fine. Megan's it is." Making a U turn, a smug smile grew on my lips as we got closer to her house.

Once we finally got there, Jensen parked up outside and sighed a breath.

"Why are you-" Not listening to the rest of his sentence, i rushed out of the car and cleared my throat as I ran up the steps.

Banging on the door, i gritted my teeth as no one came to the door. I started to bang on the door louder which resulted with Megans mom finally coming to the door.

Looking at her ginger curls pointing in every direction, she was clinging onto her robe while her face was painted with makeup, which looked pretty damn hot...oh god she was having sex....oh jesus.

"Megan's not here" She said with an irritated smile. I had just interrupted her having hot steamy sex, she's aloud to be pissed off with me.

"Do you know where she is?" I tried to say as poilitely as possible, but the anger still in me made my voice come out strained and hoarse.

"She said something about going to the library with Tate, if that helps?" My smile automatically dropped, as did my heart.

Forcing on another smile, i bit down on the inside of my cheek and thanked her for letting me know.

Running back to the car, i flared my nostrils as i opened back up the drivers door.

I guess Jensen had got the message as he slid over after undoing his seatbelt.

Grinding my teeth, i sped my way to library, ignoring the questions from a concerned sounding Jensen.

Parking up outside the local library, Jensen's footsteps were insync with mine as i stormed my way into the building. Scanning the space, i almost froze as i saw Megan practically throwing herself at Tate.

Her red waved caressed her shoulders as she swayed back and forth from her laughter. He was showing her his tattoo's looking happier than a 4 year old and a bucket of icecream. His other hand was preoccupied as it layed itself on her lower back. While one of her dainty hands ran over his arm, the other made its way through his hair.

Before i even knew what i was doing, i had pulled her off of him and threw myself on top of her.

"You bitch!" Slapping her, she let out a small cry yet no tears settled in her eyes. Give this girl a bloody oscar.

"You're crazy!" She shrieked. She tried to pull me by my hair, which in my eyes was the typical bitchy thing to do. Letting out a small yelp as she tugged at my braid, her arm kept brushing over my freaking mouth while trying to slam me towards the floor.

So I did what fate was tempting me to do.

Yup, you guessed it.

"Ouch! You fucking bit me!" Getting pulled off of her, I looked up and stopped yelling as I saw his misty eyes stare into mine.

Shrugging out of his grip, he quickly pushed me behind his back before Megan had a chance to take a swing at me.

Tate glowered at her as he wrapped a protective arm across my stomach.

"You were going to hit her on the back of her head with a fucking chair? What is this, WWE?" His voice projected anger as she quickly dropped the chair to the floor.

My eyes widened slightly as I saw the folded metal chair infront of her. She does know she could have literary knocked me out with that.

Duh? What do you think she was trying to do?

To be honest, I was still surprised that the librarian hadnt noticed or heard any of what just happened.

"She bit-"

"You could've fucking hurt her! are you stupid or something?!" His voice grew louder as she stood taller with pride.

"Oh common Tate. Its not like you actually care about her? What is it you said? 'I don't care about her, never did, never will. Right now, I just want you Megan'" She tried to add a manly voice to try to make her mimicking more accurate.Backing away from him, I bumped into Jensen who seemed to look like he didnt have a clue what to do.

My eyes looked up towards a guilty looking Tate who looked like Megan had just stabbed him in the heart.

Looking in her direction, I tried to pounce on her once again, but I was pulled back in time by Jensen.

"Why'd you do it, huh? Why'd ya want to ruin my life?" I struggled under Jensen's grip as I tried to claw at Megans innocent looking face.

"What are you even talking about?" Running a hand through her red locks, I nearly screamed due to her on point acting. Christ, even I was about to believe her.

"You're the one who posted those pictures around school, you planted this on me-" Pulling out the crushed device from my back pocket, I threw it at her, making her step back and look down at in like she had no clue what it was.

"You think I'm Life Wrecker? You really have lost it" Trying to reach for her again, I stiffened as Tates hand brushed over my hand.

Snatching it away, I looked at him in disgust, before turning back to Megan.

"So why'd you go to the spy store huh? and before you lie, don't. " Still wriggling, Jensen sighed as he was probably starting to grow tired of my bickering and actions, so I stood still.

"I brought a night vision camera for my dads birthday you crazy Lunatic!" Licking my lips, I broke away ftom Jensen and stared between Tate and Megan with a hurt expression.

Turning around, I started to run off towards the exit before Megans words made my whole body stop, and the puzzle pieces connect.

"You know someday, some bitch is gonna do you worse than you did me! Just pray that bitch isn't me!" She yelled from the book shelves.

Thats when everything became so obvious, everything became so much clearer.

I know who LifeWrecker is.