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    Easier to Hate: Part 5

    She walked inside, smiling a little at the loud buzz of hard workers, helping to make a difference no matter how small or large it was. She walked down toward Oscar’s office, greeting a few of the volunteers as she passed. Oscar’s door was open, and she could hear his voice coming from inside. She walked to the door, ready to knock, whe her hand froze in mid air.

    Oscar was standing at his desk, going over the floor planswith Candace.

    Her blood boiled as the air escaped her lungs. She felt the blood drain from her face and then quickly shoot up to her cheeks in anger. Her knees collapsed as she stood in the door and she grabbed on to the frame for support, slamming her hand against the door accidentally, making a loud thumping sound.

    “This area needs the most work–” Oscar said, and then both he and Candace looked up when they heard the noise. Oscar smiled. “Oh hey Tina, so nice of you to join us–”

    As much as she didn’t want to, as much as she wanted to run to Candace and punch her square in the face, Tina found herself abruptly turning and practically running from Oscar’s office.

    Oscar looked to Candace, who looked just as perplexed, before he took off after Tina. “Hey Tina! Tina wait!” He called out to her as she ran out the front door. He finally caught up with her at her car, touching her arm gently as she fumbled with her car keys.

    “Tina, what is it? What’s happening?”

    “I’m sorry. I-I-I can’t. Not nownot while she’s there.” Tina nearly sobbed.

    “What? What are you talking about? Who?”

    Tina shook her head wildly, still struggling with her keys. “I-I can’t do it. That.that fucking bitch!”

    “Tina, who are you taking about?” Oscar shouted, grabbing Tina by the shoulder and spinning her gently so she faced him.

    “Candace!” Tina nearly choked, as if it actually hurt to say the woman’s name.

    Oscar’s eyes widened. “Candace? Wwhy?”

    “She can’t be here. She has to go. She can’t be there.” Tina stammered, frantic.

    “Why?”

    Suddenly, Tina’s breathing returned to normal as her eyes glazed over. It was as if everything had fallen into place for her in that moment, but Oscar was still puzzled as all hell. She looked down for a second, and then looked up at Oscar, her eyes burning with the fire of a thousand suns. “She’s fired.”

    Comments

    1. She won’t pick up the phone doesn’t mean you don’t need to call. Bette’s a coward. She’s afraid of rejection and defeat. But she fvcking deserves it. She made a mistake, a huge one. She need to, should, must find a way to make up, instead of sitting in the office worrying or sending flowers. It’s pretty dumb to me.

    2. Oh my. All that rage isn’t good for the little being inside of Tina. I hope whatever Shane has planned gets Tina to calm the fuck down before she risks hurting the baby. And, what are Bette’s tears for? Are they because she’s afraid Candyass beat the shit out of Tina, or because she’s glad Candyass is okay? It sounds like the latter, and I don’t like the sound of that.

    3. damnit all to hell!! jesus M that shit was intense!! dude i think t does need to vent i mean she is pretty passive she should of told the bitch off!! it would of been righteous…neways im curious to c what her shane n al r gonna do!!

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