Nothing more was said or done from the boa. After that little gang bang they all had on her she was thoroughly pissed off. She had  enough and didn't wish to bother with any of them anymore. Jealousy sure was a ugly emotion but mix that along with anger, confusion and oddly enough a weird stinging feeling in the middle of her chest and it all mixed into a very painful cocktail. At this point she didn't really see any way to make amends to all the chaos nor did she care. If they all felt that way then fine they could kiss her milky white ass. Hand came up to rub against her pounding temple were blood oozed down from the sneak attack that Crawly had did upon her. Dieing now seemed a perfect ending to what the boa had in mind. Of course if she went ahead and did what she was thinking about then her very existence would end in a death sentence.

So be it then, not like she had anything to loose at this point. Shane had her new obedient little puppy in Deli, along with her creepy clean up crew in Dexter. And then of course the anti-christ Crawly would be the Kada's runner up one of these days. Frankly though Harley hoped the princess never got the chance. Perhaps if happy ending's ever took place in this fucked up world then Crawly, and Deli would die in a very horrible way. Yeah right and my twat smells like roses. Moving to her closet she picked up a suit case then began to pack her clothes. She had made it halfway through when something damp rolled off her cheek?.. What the fuck?..Looking up she caught her own reflection in the closets mirror. It was a tear drop, her human side had been dead for as long as she could remember so it enraged her to see the tiny drop of moisture. Rising to her knees she took to beating the mirror in with her fists which caused shards of splintered glass to rain at the floor. She beat it till blood covered her knuckles and then looking down to a shard of glass she picked it up and ran it along her arm. The tip was sharp and pierced into the flesh rather nicely, a red trail followed as she sliced up her arm in anger a few times.

It seemed like hours ticked by before the red head rose from her sitting place in the closet to make her way out of her room. The suitcase was forgotten and on she moved dragging a bit of a blood trail after her. She didn't even look at Deli and Crawly as she passed by just simply moved to and out the front door. A moment of silence before a engine revved up and off Harley pulled away in a rental car she had borrowed.