Feb 10, 2010 15:44
effy's hand shook slightly as she lit a cigarette, she had started the day so well and now everything had turned to shit. if she was paranoid she would start getting a complex about how these things always happen to her. that would not be quite true though because technically the bad thing had happened to the crazy jealous blonde girl lying face down on her brother's kitchen floor in a steadily expanding pool of blood.
Perhaps effy should have explained who she was when the girl opened the door, but she really had not had time before being accused of being "another of the sad slags who follow tony like moths to a flame" after that she had decided to egg the girl on by describing in explicit detail what she planned to do with tony once he got home.
In hindsight it was little wonder the blonde had launched at her, only to trip and hit her head on the edge of the kitchen table. It was almost comical in a way and perhaps effy should have sought medical attention for her but the girl's words were still ringing in her ears so effy simply decided to let her bleed out on the floor. She hoped this girl wasn't that important to her brother but the sounds of a key in the lock let her know she would find out soon enough.
cold. amoral