Bad Blood (Dixie D'Amelio)

Dixie's View


"Why am I here?" I mumble.


I see Y/n come out of the back with a guard and she sits at the window. We both grab the phones and Y/n smirks.


"Nice of you to come and see me." Y/n says.


"Get to the point." I say.


"You aren't happy to see me?" Y/n asks.


"No." I say.


Y/n's View


"I'm the one who should be angry. You're the one who put me in here." I say.


'Cause baby, now we've got bad blood


"You literally tried to kill my sister." Dixie says.


"She hit me." I say.


"As a joke." Dixie says.


"What happened to you? You used to always take my side. You used to love me." I say.


You know it used to be mad love


"That was before I knew you were on America's Most Wanted list. You dyed your hair, got contacts, and a fake ID so no one would find you. Until I saw that tattoo on your arm that you had in your mugshot." Dixie says.


"Yeah, and you tricked me into sleeping with you so I wouldn't leave." I say.


So take a look what you've done


"I'm willing to forgive you for the pain you have caused me." I say.


"No. You deserve to stay in there. I hope they keep you in there forever." She says.


"That's not very nice." I say raising my voice.


'Cause baby, now we've got bad blood, hey!


"We had problems long before I figured out who you were and we couldn't solve them. I've moved on." Dixie says.


Now we've got problems
And I don't think we can solve 'em


"What'd you just say?" I ask as Dixie gets up.


You made a really deep cut


"Don't walk away from me!" I shout hitting the glass.


And baby, now we've got bad blood, hey!


The guard grabs the back my shirt and makes me stand up.


"Let's go." He says holding onto my arm.


Dixie's View; 2 weeks later...


I open the envelope and take the paper out.


"How could you do this to me? I trusted you." I read.


Did you have to do this?
I was thinking that you could be trusted


"We we're doing great. It was me and you against the world, but you ruined it." I read.


Did you have to ruin what was shiny?
Now it's all rusted


"You played me and I fell for it." I read.


Did you have to hit me where I'm weak?
Baby, I couldn't breathe


"Then you rubbed it in my face. It's like you're putting salt in my wound." I read.


And rub it in so deep
Salt in the wound like you're laughing right at me


"I'm coining for you and your whole family. Signed, inmate 2689." I read.


"Inmate 2689." The judge calls.


Y/n comes in the room with a guard and sits at the table.


"What?" I ask.


"Former America's most wanted woman is back on the run. Y/n Y/l/n was charged with 3rd degree murder, armed robbery, and resisting arrest in 2017. She escaped prison was on the run for a littler under a year. Now she has escaped again and she is very dangerous." The new anchor says on TV.


"Shit." I say.


Y/n's View


"Why did you send her that letter?" Sam asks.


"A little warning." I say sharpening the knife.


"She's was gonna know anyway." I say.


"Just hurry up before he leaves." Sam says.


"Hurry up." Dixie says.


"I'm hurrying." I say.


"You're moving like a turtle." Dixie says.


I stare at her and walk slower.


"Fuck you." Dixie says.


I laugh and she smiles.


Oh, it's so sad to
Think about the good times
You and I


"Go knock on the door." I say.


Sam gets out of the car and walks toward the house. I put a hat on and get out. Sam knocks on the door and eventually goes inside.


I walk across the street and sneak inside the house.


"I don't have a clue who this girl is or where she is." Noah says.


I whistle and Noah looks up.


"If I can't get to Dixie, you're gonna bring her to me." I say.


'Cause baby, now we've got bad blood


Noah looks at Sam and she smirks.


Time Skip


Noah's phone rings and I answer it.


"Why haven't you been answering your phone?" Dixie asks.


"Didn't you hear? The whole state is on lockdown." I say.


"Y/n?" Dixie asks.


"Oh, yes. Your lovely girlfriend is back and she really wants to hug you." I say.


You know it used to be mad love


"You're anything but lovely." Dixie says.


"Be careful. I happen to have your boyfriend with me. Wanna say hi, Noah?" I say.


"You caused this Dixie, all you had to do was let me be free." I say.


So take a look what you've done


"You robbed a bank then murdered the person who called the cops when you found them 2 days later. I had no choice." Dixie says.


"You should've chose love over everything! I was gonna give you another chance but we have unsolvable problems now." I say.


Now we've got problems
And I don't think we can solve 'em


"You hurt me and now I'm gonna hurt you. Say goodbye to your precious boyfriend." I say.


"Y/n-" Dixie says.


I hang up and throw the phone across the room.


2 hours later...


I climb through the window and sit on the bed. The door opens and Dixie comes in the room. Dixie starts to back away and I point the gun at her.


"Sit down." I say getting up.


Dixie sits on the bed and I lock the door.


"Why are you here?" Dixie asks.


"Did you think I would forget the pain you have caused me?" I ask.


Did you think we'd be fine?


"I still have the scars from when you stabbed me in the back. It's not in the past." I say.


Still got scars in my back from your knives
So don't think it's in the past


"You know I like to hold grudges, don't you, honey?" I ask.


These kinds of wounds they last and they last


"Yeah." Dixie says.


"That's what you didn't think through. I'm always gonna find and punish the people that hurt me." I say.


Now, did you think it all through?
All these things will catch up to you


"Time is gonna heal, but I won't." I say.


And time can heal, but this won't


"I'm sorry, Y/n." Dixie says.


"I don't wanna hear it." I say.


So if you're coming my way
Just don't


Tears fill my eyes and I sniffle.


Oh, it's so sad to


"Are you crying?" Dixie asks.


"It makes me sad to think about the good times we had." I say.


Think about the good times
You and I


"Band-aids don't fix bullet holes." I say.


Band-aids don't fix bullet holes


"You say sorry just to make me feel better. If you live like that, it will haunt you." I say.


You say sorry just for show
If you live like that, you live with ghosts


"You hurt me and then you lied about being sorry." I say.


Band-aids don't fix bullet holes
You say sorry just for show


"I'm gonna make sure that it haunts you in the end. You have cold blood." I say.


If you live like that, you live with ghosts
If you love like that, blood runs cold!


"I can't stand you." I say.


'Cause baby, now we've got bad blood
You know it used to be mad love


"Maybe I should just shoot you. It probably would make me feel better." I say.


So take a look what you've done


"That guard." Dixie says.


"Who?" I ask.


"That guard you were sleeping with in prison. She's gonna betray you." Dixie says.


"Shut up." I say.


'Cause baby, now we've got bad blood, hey!
Now we've got problems


"I'm just being honest." Dixie says.


"You just really want to die." I say.


And I don't think we can solve 'em (Think we can solve 'em)
You made a really deep cut


"I told you so." Dixie says.


"What?" I ask.


Something hits me in the head and I fall on the floor.


"Nothing personal." Sam says pointing a gun at me.


I sigh and lay on my stomach.


"You're gonna regret this." I say putting my hands behind my back.


And baby, now we've got bad blood, hey!


"I won't." Dixie says as Sam puts handcuffs on my wrists.


"I'll be back to finish the job next time." I say as I stand up.


'Cause baby, now we've got bad blood


"We'll see." Dixie says.


You know it used to be mad love


5 months later...


"Come out." Someone says opening the door.


I sit up and see a guard.


"You look nice." I say getting up.


"Thank you." She says putting handcuffs on my wrists.


"Ready to join general population?" She asks.


So take a look what you've done (Look what you've done)


"I was ready 5 months ago." I say.


She laughs and I smile.


Dixie can't stop me from getting out of here. No one can.


'Cause baby, now we've got bad blood, hey!


When I get out of here a 3rd time, it'll be my last time in here.


Now we've got problems


"You should let me show you a good time." I say.


"I don't date prisoners, Y/l/n." She says.


And I don't think we can solve 'em


"That's what they all say." I mumble.


"What?" She asks.


You made a really deep cut


"Oh, nothing." I say.


She shrugs and I smirk.


And baby, now we've got bad blood, hey!


1664 Words


So sad 😞


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