The Response and Responsibilities

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Sorry for not updating. I see most of you people gave up on reading but it's okay. I won't upload much.   //enjoy//

   She said yes !! My heart is pounding.  I dont usually feel like this talking to girls. I haven't even met Elizabeth in person. What did i just do? Out of no where it gets late my parents aren't home and i want to tell my mom i have a girlfriend. I take a shower and go to sleep. It's The next and I'm in a mission on meeting my girlfriend. I can't find her.  She claims to have seen me in the store. I don't recall. Time flies by i swear. It's already December. I'm about to turn 14. Killz would be on my ass About my birthday.

   I keep talking to Elizabeth it's my daily habit. I like it. I'm low on my sells. This could put my life at risk. I go and pay what I'm suppose to pay and he noticed somethings up.  Commands to lock everything and says "where's my money." "I got you man just let me bring it next weekend i got you on the real." I respond.  What the hell man. Why am i even in this situation. I don't even use drugs. 

   I've met some cool guys in class. Homie said to call him saint. We walked home together that day. Homeboy got more problems than me. It's the end of the week we've become good friends but it doesn't mean i made the money.

   I have to make a decision. Now. I decide to break up with Elizabeth. I come up with some irrational excuses. I know she'll be sad but so will I. Better for her to cry over a break up than a death.

   I grab my strap load it and make my way to the place. I'm only a hundred dollars off.  Good enough to get my head cut off. I mean that's illogical.  It's Betsy to ley the person live let them being your money and bam you're good. But these are just throwing away their money like this. I show up and my phone is blowing up with messages. It's Elizabeth.  I'm busy i can't even look at them. I enter and without one word i lay money on the table.  Just looking at it he yells at me saying "you're still fucking off you dipshit" i notice they don't have their straps and is only two other guys so i take the opportunity.  Shot both of the other guys in the legs and gun pointed the main one.  I said "i told i would get you you're fucking money and i did be glad i steal from you like your little bitch boys i just shot. Want what's rest?  Here my own personal money" i take money out of my wallet. Just the hundred that was missing.  "And one last thing I'm done working for your ass!"

   I walk out and i make a run for it once I'm outside head for my bike and pedal as fast as i could. I get home bury the strap in a special box that no one knew of and head for the shower. I believe i just did that.  And fuck! Elizabeth i just broke up with her. She's going to think I'm playing with her fuck. I even made up a lie saying i liked another girl. Fuck this i need to rest a lot has happened today that's enough.  I cook dinner wait for my parents we eat and go to bed. Only killz would know what I'm going through.  Killz.

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 01, 2015 ⏰

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