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Michael smirked almost amused by Carla’s words, she was a mouthy one, it was no wonder his sister liked her. But the girl seemed stupid, clearly she didn’t quite understand how things worked. [b]“You got a smart mouth on you sweetheart. Ever heard the saying, don’t bite the hand that feeds you?”[/b] He said loudly as the others were holding Carla down, and he tied the band around her arm. This little withdraw of hers was cute, but the fact of the matter was almost all the drugs came from him in Miami, which logically made Michael her dealer. There was a reason his little drugged up booty calls treated him the way they did, because if they didn’t they would go without their drugs. Hearing Kimberly whispering and trying to make it better, he looked up rolling his slightly at her.

When Carla backed away from Michael, she almost backed right into Ethan. He quietly moved away, backing up a little too where his back blocked the door. She panicked when she was sober around him, he knew drugs could make things worse, he didn’t like drugs, and he had bad history with people on them. Kim’s eyes glanced at Carla quickly when she looked at her, though her eyes quickly went back to Liz as she started yelling at her. The little bitch thought she was higher on the food chain than Kimberly, she was too stupid to see that Kimberly was better than her in every possible way. [b]“Quit lying you worthless puttana!! How dare you call me a liar!”[/b] Kimberly yelled angrily at Liz, loud enough to make enough Michael shift a little to look at her. 

She opened her mouth to continue yelling, but Carla started to talk and she quieted down. Carla asked about Jem, and ran out of the room, Liz following and leaving the three in the room by themselves. [b]“You sure have a thing for the troubled ones don’t you Kim?”[/b] Michael said from the couch with a smirk pulling Kimberly’s attention from the hallway back to him. 

[b]“And you’re always there to make things worse, or use them yourself. Aren’t you Michael?”[/b] She answered frowning, before her eyes went back to the quiet hallway. Hearing sobbing, she peeked around the corner ignoring Michael’s laughing. 

[b]“Who’s Jem? You stealing someone else that you should leave alone?”[/b]

[b]“Jem’s her dog”[/b]

[b]“Oh, I have her. She’s my new guard dog, I can’t even get into the building past her without help”[/b]

Kimberly’s eyes widened. [b]“You have her? I want her!”[/b] She said as she moved to sit by him on the couch, though he didn’t have time to answer before Carla started yelling and held Liz against the kitchen table. Though it was sad that Carla had to find out that her cousin was such a horrible person this way, it was a relief that she didn’t have prove the truth to Carla. Of course Liz had to blame Kimberly for what happened, after all somehow it was her fault that Liz gambled and smoked the money away. It was her fault that Liz was a very sad human being. Kimberly, Ethan, and Michael were far to hear what Carla was whispering to Liz. 

Hale killed twenty-three people? She didn’t hear what for, but even if she did, it wouldn’t have made Kimberly feel any better. She had tried to keep away from that type of trouble, that was the reason she wasn’t around her one brother unless needed. [b]“Selling your own cousin? There isn’t very much that makes me sick.”[/b] Michael said to Liz as Carla walked out the door. Kimberly looked at Ethan before turning and going after Carla.

Kimberly almost had to run to catch up with Carla, which in high heels on steps wasn’t a very easy feat. [b]“Carla. Please slow down, it’s very hard to run in heels. And I don’t know this neighborhood very well.”[/b] She called after her loudly by the time she actually did catch up with her, Kimberly was a little out of breath.