eighteen

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The whole time Kurt was gone, I was thinking about what he said. Love you? LOVE YOU?

"It's nothing to over think Mar, I mean its something people say after sex" Jada said to me. With Brittany gone and my family against me shes the only person I have to vent too

"I know, it just sounded like he meant it" "You said the same thing about James-" "Enough with James" "Ok, damn"

I mean, how could he love me. How could I love him? I shouldn't be worrying about this right now. I need to get a phone

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You know, with me being kidnapped and all, I think it honestly ruined my life. My job, gone. I mean it wasn't the best job. It still paid. But, you don't show up for a week with no calls... My keys, old phone, and some other belongings gone. I mean, it's all replaceable

I didn't have Kurt's number, so I couldn't call or text him. It was getting late and he said it would be okay if I came with him to his dad's job or something. Sounds boring but, I need to get out the house

That's when I heard a knock on the door. Expecting Kurt I opened it. It wasn't

It was cops. Why are cops here?

"Hello?" "Hello miss, are you..." He said my full name. "Yes, why?" He held up a warrant

"You have the right to..." The other cop walked in, with handcuffs

"What the hell! You can't arrest me!" He continued to. What is this about?

We walked out the apartment. The walk of shame. And, me cursing at them will be held against me. Fuck

Walking to their car another car pulled up. A familiar one. Kurt's

Kurt stepped out the car, "Hey! What are you guys doing to her!"

They didn't respond, and opened up the door, shoving me in. I sat down, as the door shut. Kurt is not gonna take this well. But, he can't kill a cop-

Pop! I heard. It sounded like a gunshot. I looked out the window, to see the officer on the ground, with his brains everywhere

Don't tell me- Pop! I heard it again. I looked on the over side, and the other cops was down as well, bleeding

I backed away from the window. What the hell is going on?

The door opened. I looked beside me to see Kurt. Holding a gun. "Why did you- why do you have a g- what-"

He grabbed my arm, and pulled me out the car. "C'mon, we need to go" It was dark outside

I stepped out. "Kurt, my handcuffs" He looked back at me. "I think he has the key" I motioned my arms at one of the cops

Kurt sighed, before searching him for a key. It still freaked me out that he had a gun, and that he shot 2 cops! We're not getting away with this

Kurt got the key, and took off the handcuffs. Then we ran to his car

"Kurt, why would you kill 2 cops!' I said, buckling my seatbelt. "Would you rather be arrested?" "Yes, yes Kurt, Jesus Christ" I leaned back as he pulled out the parking lot

"Anyways, we're gonna go pick up my dad now" Anyways? Anyways!?

He opened the glove compartment in front of me and put the gun in it before closing it

"I can't even think right now" "You quite literally watched me throw your friend, dead, friend, over a bridge. Whats wrong about this?"

"Maybe because they where arresting me because of her. And you killed in public. They're gonna get found, and we will be the main suspect"

"We'll just, move" "No Kurt. It doesn't work like that"

"Can we just go the DJ thing and have a good time? Please"







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