I wake up to a very distressed yelling... Branden in the closet. I wonder what do we want to do to him... I put my outfit ⬆on and smirked while putting on my mascara, black eyeliner, a smoky eye and red lipstick. I met my girls downstairs and smirked. Time for pay back bitches. I went downstairs and decided that we would well... tell his wife that he cheats... This is going to be fun! I dial the number on his phone and it rang 3 or 4 times before she picked up:
"Hello?"
"Um. I'm Sin. Your husband has been cheating on you with me and probably other girls too. What do you want me to do to him?"
"Torture him. He should be home with our baby not sleeping with other women. Thank you for telling me."
"No problem darling. If you need anything let me know. Kay?"
"Definitely."
"I'll text you tomorrow."
"Bye."
"Bye."
I walk in and say to my girls since I'm too lazy to do it and I'd rather watch.
"Have at it girls. She gave us permission."
"For what?"
Branden asked
"Oh nothing. Just to torture you."
He panicked
"What?!?!?"
And then the torture began.