"Look asshole or broken toy whichever suits your delicate needs." she said almost throwing knives, "I could give less of a shit about your tantrums and your oh so dramatics, in fact they are quite enjoyable, keeps things interesting anyways. But, you are going nowhere, not now that you have been given your power." He opened his mouth to interrupt her, but she continued. He simply shook his head in annoyance. She was like a damn bee buzzing in his ear and he damn sure wanted to slap her away. To stop himself from spitting acidic words her way, Jasper placed a cigarette between his lips before grabbing his lighters and flicking it to life. As soon as the ember was lit, Jasper stared at the red head with lifeless eyes, hiding his brewing frustration. "You just said so yourself, everyone you just saw in there and myself included are indeed fucked up in ways that not even you could imagine."
Jasper's eyes flashed, rage fester inside of him, growing into an inferno of caustic words. I blew his smoke out of his nose and took the cigarette from his lip and tapped some ash onto the floor merely out of disrespect. “Listen, bitch. Last time I checked, you bought me here against my will. I don’t remember telling you that I wanted a second chance or something like that, so you can shove that ‘we can save you’ shit right up your ass, okay. You think just because you’re huffing and puffing at me, I’m just going to listen? Oh, you are going to be disappointed because I’m staying my ass, right here.”
"But this is your last chance and that's all you've got left".
“Really, now?” Jasper said, puffing more smoke, giving her a cynical glare as he leaned against the wall. “Well, I guess what I do with it is my choice and you can fuck off.” He puffed more smoke as she turned and stomped off. He sighed, picking at his shirt idly as one thought roamed through his head. Bitch…