十七 (Seventeen)

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"What the-??" He asks.

I told him everything. Her voice and her words. He seems as shocked as me. He moves my hand up my back. I like how they feel. Although it feels a little cold, I like it. I like everything about him. His father was out of town. I hate him. I hate everything about him. He's a rich arrogant punk. 

"Well, that is something indeed." He lights a cigarette. 

"Tell me about it." I sigh.

There is an eerie wind noise. The curtains change and unfold. They wave in the wind. Ao Bing stands up. The woman comes back in. I jump when I see her. I stand up and grab my spear. Ao Bing glares at her. He gets in front of me.

"My my forbidden love." She smiles. 

I point my spear at her. She laughs. She throws me aside with a shadow like I'm a ball. I slam into the wall. It cracks. Ao Bing helps me up. I look at her in shock.

"I just need your help what is your problem with that? You and I are the same." She says.

"You are nothing alike!" Ao Bing yells. 

She laughs. 

"I've hurt people. He has hurt people. He's a sickness and a disease. He's a cancer." She smiles.

She's right. She's right about everything. I grip myself. Tears slid down my face. Ao Bing grabs me and leads me to the door. She turns and smiles before becoming a cloud of smoke and flies off. 

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