Rude+Timothée=❤️

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Rude's POV
           About to sleep on a dark sad day. It was Infront of an empty corridor, I layed a blanket on the floor and lied on it putting another blanket to protect myself from cold. I shivered because the blanket did not even protect me, I sniffed to forget the freeze and I closed my eyes ready to go to my world (to dream) at least. Until when she came… 

Timothée 's POV
              I was purchased by the police like every night with my gang ,this time around we were aggressing a multi-millionaire's child , threatening him for money,

they exaggerate is just a small thing.

They were running after us so we had no choice than to divide into two groups and separated , I was guiding the first division and on our way we passed by a corridor. We finally attempted to run away but unfortunately I knocked something and fell , they wanted to help but the police found us and they ran for their lives. As I fell on a blanket and directly entered inside…

Rude's POV
    Someone entered in my blanket, I turned and saw a girl. O.J! I turned back; a girl in my bed? She seemed to be 12 or 13 years old, but the problem is she is sweating and seemed to hide against something, and was really afraid. What was happening?  She removed a gun from no where and threatened me…
 
Timothée's POV
     As I entered in that blanket, I saw my dream coming true; a dope!! I didn't know which type ,but it seemed sweet. But if I take it I will be tortured. Infact they are always sniffing it ,I mean my gang, and never accepted I should take because I am too young for that,  but as all of them are my elders I own respect to them.
   
      If ever I am catched I will receive the torture of my life; they hit my stomach with their bats, cut my hairs that grows very fast and punch me on all sides for me to retain a lesson. Ah! I love my gang. I also saw a skinless,very thin boy that was holding his stomach ,may be is him I knocked… 

What is my concern in it . I took out my gun of my pocket and gummed it against his hairless head "Hey breezy ! Give me this" I lifted up the dope…

    Rude's POV
   When she did , I could not breathe. I admit I am coward but I didn't want her to see it . I turned back to look at her, such a cutie and made as an arrogant adolescent " Are you not too young for that?" I said, our faces were almost touching …

I blushed and my heart was pounding like ever, frighten took over . May be I was dreaming but she blushed too. She pressed her gun on my scar and threatened again "just give me. Or you would miserably die" I breath heavily and answered "You're running against the police right ? So if u shoot  it will make noise and you will be catched. I'm sure you can't kill ,all you know is threatening"
 
  I was sure I was dead , but she lowered her gun and sighed "okay, you found me. I wonder how you know that." Then I shifted, relaxed and I started sleeping. Damn! A torch lighted my blanket. Is it impossible to sleep J! It was the police, fortunately they raised it only my side and did not see that girl "Is there a girl here?" They asked me "No. And if there is;  she is my sis" and they went away.

  Surprisingly she started talking to me "Thanks. I'm Timothée. You know is my first time, ’Cos every night I sleep on an inconfortable floor confronting the rain and dogs. Damnit the only family I have is my gang; luckily apart from me they all have their families and brings me food, without them I'm nothing. What I mean is ; is my first time sleeping on a blanket and it is very comfortable." She closed her eyes and started sleeping.

   Oh waouh! I started asking myself questions while looking at her ; why did I protect her?, Why is she telling me all this? While looking i noticed; she is living the same situation like me but worst I pitied her then started sleeping too…

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