|THAT FU6KER IS DEAD|

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November 12th 1977

I woke up hearing my bed side phone going off. I roll over and rub my eyes . I thought hearing a phone ring was from my dream but no. I grab the phone saying hello, while leaning back against my bed drama

"Hey Marliyn"

"Robin?!" I shoot up with a smile

"Hey, uh I got someone here for yea"

"Who?!"

"Come over to my place" the phone then hangs up

I get out of bed, hopping into my jeans and slipping on a black zip up. I go under the stairs and open the door that lead to the basement. I wanted to get my skateboard. I entered the basement usually it was dark but luckily for the sunlight beaming through the tiny windows down there it was bright..kinda. I walk down the creaky steps, about to step enough step until I trip over my pants and fall. I yelped out while I tumbled down the stairs...well that's one way to go down the stairs

Good way to start off the morning. I get up from the ground and began to look for my skateboard. Damn I don't remember it being this dusty, I coughed and a squeeze came out of the amount of dust. There was a bunch of trash bags, and old broken lamp, a broken bike and other random old broken stuff and just the washing machines. I always hated basements ever since I was 8.

"Aha!" I called out, finally finding my skateboard. I went up the stairs and I opened the door. And slowly peaked my head out, looking at the door ahead . I gently shut the door hoping to God I wouldn't run into my father

I guess my prays were answered because I got out of the house. I immediately run to Robins after that. Getting to Robins was always easy I found out there was a short cut. To his house

I knock on the door. And he answers straight away and allows me in

"So why'd you invite me over?" I said

"Because..turn around"

I furrowed my eyebrows at him weirdly. But I turned around. There I saw Vance. I gasped out, running towards him, giving him a hug

"I missed you so much V"

"Alright now, don't suffocate me" he chuckled

I turned around to face Robin "how-

"Diego. When you and I went to visited him. I slipped him Diegos number, so if he needed help when he gets released"

"I tried to call the house first but no one answered" Vance explained. I turned back to him. His eyes suddenly went to my neck and he got a worried expression on his face

"What happened to your neck Mar?" Vance says. Which got Robins attention too

I realized "oh it's nothing. I just scratched my self in my sleep"

"That doesn't look like a scratch. It looks more like a bruise" Robin says

"I'm fine Robin!"

Vance didn't believe me and stormed out of the house. I immediately followed him

"Vance, Vance where are you going!"

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