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10

I get out of bed and head to the closet nervously.

I wear denim jeans with a sweatshirt and trainers, since it's cold at night, and I put my hair in a ponytail. The sound of a message enters my cell phone and I guess that must be Scott sending me the location of his house.

I approach the bed and strategically place some pillows so that covered with the sheet, they look like my silhouette sleeping. Just in case my mother shows up. If she works in the movies, why not give it a try?

I pick up my cell phone and dial Jason's number, when several rings pass, she answers.

-Jason, I need you to do me a favor- I hear a yawn from his side- You trust me, right?

-Lailah, what's up? You are scaring me...

-I need you to take me somewhere, but please don't ask questions. -If Jason finds out that I'm going at this hour to the apartment of the best friend of the boy who killed our best friend, who is drunk, it is clear that he would never agree to take me.

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