C O N T R O L

Gray put his hands up in surrender. “Okay, Okay. Fine. You don’t want to play games. I’m sorry.”

(¸.• ♛ → "It is very annoying when people ramble about pointless things.”

Ric rolled his eyes and shrugged. “Okay, fine. Well, then I will hold on to it and put it in one of those cell phone recycling kiosks. It’s the responsible thing to do.”

(¸.• ♛ → “Or the boring thing to do, I get that, do what you have to do, then.”

“Fine, I’ll be the one to go and stay the hell away from you.”

(¸.• ♛ → “Good, do whatever you prefer, Cami, I could really care less.”

“I don’t know, I just.. do I guess?” She rose her shoulder up as she looked to the woman.

(¸.• ♛ → “You shouldn’t, at the end, I do what I want, nothing will change that.”

“Which honestly surprises the hell out of me. Only person I thought you may of cared for was your brother, never really saw any care for Lucien for awhile. What changed?”

(¸.• ♛ → “I never thought someone was going to understand me besides Tristan but Lucien proved me wrong.” She says now with a small shrug. “I don’t like caring about people a lot though, I don’t like having weaknesses.”

“Well, well… what do we have here?” Kol mused as he walked up to what was going on.

(¸.• ♛ → “You interrupting my dinner...” She muttered, looking at him now, licking her lips one time to clean her lips from the blood.

“You’re right because all you care about is yourself.” Hayley told her flatly.

(¸.• ♛ → “Ow, come on, you are not really being fair...I also care about my family.”

“Well you can just stay the hell away from me.” Cami hated Aurora with everything inside of her and she disliked hating someone.

(¸.• ♛ → “You should know by now, Cami, how I feel when someone tells me what to do..” No, she didn’t like that at all.

“Even if you love him you should take it up with them.”

(¸.• ♛ → “Why do you care? i hate when people go into my business.”

“Most people want their phone back. You may need it to get a replacement.” He raised an eyebrow. 

(¸.• ♛ → “I am not like everyone else and besides, I didn’t really buy that so it doesn’t matter.”

“Are you telling me that you have never played Candy Crush?! Or any of those weird random free games that you get ads for on facebook that are like the stupidest yet most addicting games on the planet?” He feigned shock. “Lady, we need to get you a new phone.”

(¸.• ♛ → “Don’t.” She was starting to hate how this kid was, she honestly doesn’t have much patience there. “I don’t care about those games...I have more important things in real life to do.”

“I have lots of siblings,” Josie smiled just at thinking of them.  She wouldn’t have it any other way.  Especially since for so long it was only her and Lizzie.

(¸.• ♛ → “I wouldn’t really see myself with a lot of siblings.” She commented with a small shrug, with Tristan was just enough.

“So your nature is to be a royal bitch? I get it.” She questioned her.

(¸.• ♛ → “Call me as you prefer...” She says with a small shrug, a sigh escaped from her lips. “It’s not like I care much, either way.”

“So you have an issue with who was on the other line… take it up with them.” She suggested raising up her shoulders.

(¸.• ♛ → “I could never do thar.” Maybe sometimes but taking on someone innocent, fresh maybe, could be more fun, in a way. “I love him too much for that.”

“Yeah, I get that,” Josie would do anything for Lizzie and her other siblings.  That didn’t mean they got along all the time.  She didn’t know anyone that could get along all the time.

(¸.• ♛ → “You have sblings as well?” Now she asked maybe just a bit curious.

“I’ve had foster sisters before… usually when they say that and throw something they’re really not fine.” He would have gone about his day, ignoring the woman and her phone call had it not been for the fact that the phone landed at his feet. Picking up the shattered phone, he held it out to her. “You might want to get a new one.”

(¸.• ♛ → “Well, I am fine...just some people knows how to annoy me.” Well, just one person, her brother always knew how to get on her nerves sometimes. A sigh escaped from her lips, taking that phone. “I’m aware, I’m just going to throw that...not great loss there.”

“If you don’t want to receive calls why not just disconnect service to it? That way you can still use the internet and play games and stuff, but get no calls or texts.”

(¸.• ♛ → “Games? Why would I like to do that? I just throw that away because I felt like it, usually I do what I want in that moment.”