Chapter 2

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                 "Dear Daddy Pope"

"You're the only one who's asked me that, I trust you really care for me, please I need your help" those words repeated themselves over and over in my head. I know what needed to be done. In a heart beat i lached my arm onto his, tightening my grip with each second that went by. With a stern tug I pulled him over the safety rail and out of questionable hands of the security guards. The only thing I could do at this very point was run! I had to get him out of here before they took him back. I quickly reached down to his mid thigh and yanked him up, carrying him bride style bolting as fast as I could. I reassured him everything would be okay, and that I would keep him safe and out of harm's way, "no one's going to hurt you anymore, I promise!". After 15 minutes of running faster then I could probably imagined I stopped to take a breather. Lowering him down ever so gently, his feet touched the ground, he looked at me with hope in those big brown eyes of his, I examined his face looking at the the fear and worry drain from him and soon to be taken over with laughter. We laughed for a few minutes before I asked where he wanted to go next, "I still don't know your name?" He giggled.

The names David and im your biggest fan uwu, "well, thank you for saving me David but now that I'm free all I want to do is go to the beach" Eeeee he said my name! Ofc we can, lets go find one.

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