"You're obviously too busy to come back to our turf, you fucking bitch." Lydia replied, full of anger, piss, and vinegar as she glared at the red clad woman before her. So, she was the one responsible for making her best friend an emotional reck and made his life miserable. How she wanted to snap her neck. 


"Release the curse you put on him. Now. Or you'll fucking regret it." She growled, keeping her powers at bay. It wasn't time to put them into affect. Not yet.