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I offered a brilliant smile. “Suit yourself, hobo,” she revved the engine. “See you Monday.” And with that she left with a trail of smoke behind her. With nothing left to do I headed to the nearest bus stop and boarded the bus. As the vehicle began to move I took out my earbuds and inserted them into my ears. 5 Seconds of Summer became the soundtrack to my thoughts as I stared out of the window. Somewhat purposely I tried to steer my thoughts toward anything but what I had to do.

u are nothing but a little girl. ------------------------------------ I didn't speak cause it's said "action speaks louder than words". I just took one of the knives placed at the sides and slashed it on his chest. I was satisfied when I saw his shorts having a cut line with blood soaking them wet... I was even more satisfied on hearing him scream..... extreme music to my ears. ------------------------------------ GUARD Aghhh...agh Neet Not so strong now....huh where is all the shit calling u spoke about earlier? ------------------------------------

Alannah moved my grave overnight, far away from her. I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. I sat atop my new grave, watching the view. Under the sunlight, my soul slowly began to fade. Just before I disappeared, I thought I heard a soft sigh. "I’m sorry, Xavier."

CHAPTER SIXTY NINE: THIS CANNOT BE HAPPENING Kennedie The car ride was deathly silent. I had picked my nails so much that I injured one of them and they were bleeding. Desmond just handed me a tissue small band aid to stop the bleeding “I already told you to stop doing that” I just squeaked out a small ‘thank you’ Minutes passed, still silence with only a soft song playing from the radio ‘Feelings’ by Lauv. It seemed like we were never getting there, wherever we were going. And I was beginning to feel uneasy.

Apparently, I’m supposed to be the body, seeing as the video proudly announces my death with words than sink way deeper than my agony… ‘Mellow Fanning Lupin is dead. BR:HERD PLAYLIST: Ice On My Baby (Yung Bleu) – Theme. Fear Of The Water (SYML) – Zeath and Mellow. Again (Noah Cyrus, XXXTENTACION) – Zeath and Mellow. Wildflower (Billie Eilish) – Theme. Louder Than Bombs (BTS) – Theme. Dark Hearts (Kintashi) – Theme.

Ariana jerked up even before the sound of the alarm. She had programmed her brain last night to wake her up by 4am so she could go for a run. She slipped into her sports clothes and headed out. When she got out, she placed her earpiece in her ear and listened to her music as she jogged to the rhythm. She was engrossed in the music that she didn't notice a figure in front of her. Okay, maybe she noticed but decided to ignore it. She kept jogging and with each steps, the figure got closer, until...

He carefully helped me up, then made a call and asked someone to bring over several suits. I looked at the finely tailored suits and shook my head. My secretary quickly asked, "Sir... Zephyr, don't you like them? I'll have someone bring a few more." I said, "There's no need to go through so much trouble. Just get me something simple. It doesn't matter how it looks as long as it keeps me warm." I hesitated for a moment, then continued, "Something cheap. I remember there was an underground wholesale market. You can buy it there. I'll pay you back later."

She proudly said and crossed her arms on her chest. “What’s your problem are you out of your mind?” “Definitely, that's not even enough for what you did to me” “What did I ever do to you? After I help you-” “AHHHHH” The two screamed at the same time because of fright when the light went out. "What happened?" "I don't know I'm not the one holding the switch" "Switch?" Bea and Osman ask for themselves before their realization hits them. "AHHHHH"

He nearly worked himself to death for more than a month just to scrape together the money. Now, with time running out, he lunged at Byron, trying to grab the tickets. Byron dodged and held the lighter within a hair's breadth of the tickets. The edges of the tickets started to blacken. Everyone gasped, eyes wide in shock. No one dared to even breathe too loudly. Just then, a soft, girlish voice floated over. "Byron…" Lisa strolled in like she had all the time in the world, her pale face glowing with a lazy smile. She even pulled out a lipstick and touched up her lips as she walked.

Scarlett noticed my mother's coldness toward me, and a glimmer of delight crossed her face as she hugged my mother's arm, happily heading upstairs. The next day, Aunt Lillian brought over the silk scarf. Its exquisite embroidery depicted vibrant flowers, and delicate lace adorned the edges. My mother's eyes lit up—something I hadn't seen often. "I had to pull a few strings to get in touch with that embroidery artist. Whitney even insisted on having the moonflower stitched on. I knew right away it was meant for you," Aunt Lillian said with a hint of regret. "Oh, no. I spoiled her surprise! Quick, call her out so I can apologize in person."