When It Comes To My Wrath, Men And Women Are The Same

“Nary, let go of me,” Bree yelled, her hands wrapping around Nary’s hand on her hair in a futile attempt to yank it off her.

“What makes you think you're so useful in anyone’s life,” Nary started, speaking through her teeth, her hands tightening on Bree’s hair in anger. What made her think she could say whatever shit she likes and it would be fine. She'd tried to talk so calmly with her, to put sense in her and get her to do her bidding.

But as always, her daughter always proved to be stubborn, she proved that she needed physical force to be able to do anyone’s bidding and she was so ready to give it to her no matter what it took.

“I was speaking so calmly so you would listen. Do you think you hold value? You think anyone wants you? Let me tell you, Breanne, people are with you because of their benefit, they will never love you as long as I do. “

“You’re the only one who thinks like that, ahh.” Nary’s hold tightened.

“Let me speak, kid. Look at your boss at work, he uses you to get