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[i]'Cause baby now we’ve got bad blood
You know it used to be mad love
So take a look at what you've done
'Cause baby now we got bad blood


Now we got problems
And I don't think we can solve them
You made a really deep cut
And baby now we’ve got bad blood


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From her position in the corner of the room, Demi saw a very angry Chordeva Erebus stomping in the direction of Kalder and Beatrice. She let out a howl of laughter when she grabbed him by the arm and began to chew him out, the words of which she couldn’t hear over the loud party sounds. Demi was excitedly preparing herself to witness a good blowout between Beatrice and Erebus- because God only knew how much the blonde deserved it. However, she was quickly and highly disappointed. Instead of watching the bickering she’d been hoping for, Demi instead saw Kalder completely disregard Erebus and make a swift exit out of the situation, dragging Beatrice along. At this, Demi’s smug grin was instantly wiped off her face, to be replaced with a look of utmost fury.

[color=mediumorchid]“Demetria, [i]no[/i],”[/color] Jomana said sternly, placing a firm hand on her friend’s shoulder. She’d watched the scene unfold besides Demi, and knew that her friend’s negative feelings were reaching dangerous levels that would only bring catastrophic consequences, which she wanted to avoid. [color=mediumorchid]“You have already finished your revenge plan. Do not go looking for more trouble.”[/color]

Demi- anger fueled by high amounts of liquor, jealousy, hurt and stubborness- was not having any of it. [color=darkred]“But it’s as if nothing fucking happened!”[/color] she snarled, pushing away Jo’s hand. [color=darkred] “Instead of being put in his place and looking righfully ashamed the asshole just walked away with that bitch in his hand! And how am I supposed to take it, hmmm? I just stay here pretending everything’s all fine and dandy while they go frolicking off into the sunset? I don’t fucking think so!”[/color]

With those words still hanging in the air, Demi stormed off in the direction Kalder and Beatrice had left. She pushed people out of her way along the way, ignoring every single one of their annoyed and disgruntled cries and never once stopping to apologize. The brunette found herself staring at what seemed to be an ordinary wall, but a doorknob could be visible to those who looked closely. Taking in a deep breath, Demi slowly opened the mystery door.

 The scene she stumbled on made her sick. Bile rose to her throat at the sight of Kalder laying down on a couch, with Beatrice laying on top of him. The two were tangled up in what was the most heated kiss Demi had ever seen, which only added to her infuriated, disgraced state. The blonde’s traitor little hands were all over his chest -most probably savoring every second of it-, while his disgusting ones were on her thighs. It was as if her deepest, darkest nightmares were becoming a haunting reality on this Halloween night.

Swallowing hard, Demi tiptoed away from the room. As soon as she’d closed the door behind her, she rushed to the nearest empty flower vase and threw up, the sounds of retching masked by the loud music and chatter around. Then came the agitated hyperventilation as she struggled her hardest to not burst out crying right then and there. And, finally: acceptance… And the determination for revenge. 

Thinking fast, she hurried back to the party, quickly scanning the room for what she was looking for. A smirk appeared on her lips when she saw it: a pair of barrels with ice water that had been used as makeshift coolers for bears but had been long emptied. Using the trusty [i]Wingardium Leviosa[/i], Demi carefully levitated the buckets away from the corner where they’d previously rested, and guided them inside the room where Kalder and Beatrice were. Once inside, she quietly and meticulously guided the barrels so that they floated over the lovers, and flicked her wand once to leave them static. 

Smirking, Demi cried out: [color=darkred]“WATERRRRR FOR THE THIRSTYYYYYYY!”[/color] before flicking her wand again and pouring the water all over their entwined figures. 

The young woman watched with glee as they pulled away instantly, faces frozen with both shock and horror at being discovered in such a compromising position. Whatever alcohol was left in their system was long gone the moment the freezing water made contact with their heated bodies. Meanwhile, the brunette stood a few steps away from them, arms crossed in front of her chest and a mean-looking grin on her face. After the barrels had finished clanging and rolling through the floor, the room went deadly silent.

[color=darkred]“[i]Wow.[/i] Who knew alcohol could get you two snakes so worked up like that?”[/color] she began in a venomous tone, slurring her words enough to be noticed that she was in the beginning stages of drunkness. Her blue eyes were hard as steel, voice as cold as the water she’d poured all over them a minute before. 

[color=darkred]“For a guy who doesn’t drink or party, it’s hard to believe a little dancing and liquor turns you into such a fucking floozy.[/color] she told Kalder, raising a defiant eyebrow at him before she focused on his companion. 

[color=darkred]“I bet you were especially loving that, weren’t you, Beatrice? Was it looking to be everything you thought it would be? Were you just biding your time to finally open up your backstabbing legs to Kalder? [i]‘Oh, please, Kalder, fuck me more! Please, Kalder! I’ll do anything for you!’[/i]”[/color] she mocked cruelly, imitating Beatrice’s soft voice. The brunette let out a sarcastic, poisonous chuckle before her face got furious again. All reason was long gone. [color=darkred]“But I swear to God this is the last time you two humiliate me like this! I’m done playing games! I’ll fucking show you you don’t fuck with me!”[/color]

Looking positively demented now -an effect further enhanced by her bleeding mascara-, Demetria pulled out her wand from her costume’s pocket and aimed it at Kalder and Beatrice. But before she could open her mouth to hex the both of them, she found herself unable to move anything but her eyes, as if she’d turned to stone… 	As if she’d been petrified. 

She desperately looked around, trying to make sense of what was going on. Neither Kalder nor Beatrice had their wands drawn, so that meant they couldn’t have done this. So if not them, then who? 

Her question was answered when Caleb, Sean and Jomana entered her plane of vision. To no surprise, it was Jo who was holding her wand out and pointed at Demi. Knowing that she wouldn’t be able to overtake Demi by force, Jomana had opted for the good ole’ [i]Petrificus Totalus[/i] to aide her. The petrified Snow White  internally sighed in defeat. Leave it to her best friend to protect her from digging her own grave.

After making sure her spell had worked, the Indian girl put her wand away and turned to look at the source of her friend’s everlasting suffering. [color=mediumorchid]“I did this for her, [i]not[/i] for you,”[/color] she said to Kalder and Beatrice, her expression as cold as her tone of voice. [color=mediumorchid]“But I will not be around to save the day all the time, so stop egging her on and putting more salt on the wound… Because the next time, I will just sit around and watch her rage.”[/color] she warned them before taking Demi’s petrified body away to a safe place with the help of Caleb and Sean.