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OHHHH DAMNNNN, SHIT WENT DOWN TOWN MAN
Kian's POV:
I watch Cheyenne run away, and I just let her go. She wants to be alone. I'll let her be alone.
I walk through the mall, with my hands shoved into my pockets. It's getting super late, and I see stores are starting to close up. Glancing at my watch, I see the time
11:17
Chey probably made an 11:11 wish, like usual.
This one I bet was to never see me again. Cause she thinks I don't love her.
When she is wrong. These past months have been the best of my life. The best.
It's impossible to explain the amount of happiness she has brought me.
I look up and scream inside. I breathe out heavily, and hit the wall.
Maybe she went back to the hotel.
I call and Uber, and make it back to the hotel in 26 minutes. I pay the guy, thank him and jog into the hotel doors.
The elevator doors open, and I run to the very end of the hallway. My keycard slides in, and I fling the door open. There is no sigh of Jc
Or Chey.
This is bad.
I try to call Chey, and it goes straight to voice mail. Shit. I call Jc next.
Jc: Hello?
Kian: Hey man, have you seen Chey!?
Jc: Uhhh, no. I'm out with Jj doing a photo shoot. Why?
Kian: Cause we got into a fight, she ran off. You know the story. I've gotta go. Bye man.
Jc: See ya
I chuck my phone across the room, and sit down. I turn the t.v on, and the news is on.
"Breaking News, A teen girl has just been found in downtown Chicago, shot, robbed and possibly raped. More to come as this story unveils and we get more information."
A don't bother changing the channel, and just grab my lap top. I play some games, and then my heart stops when I hear the t.v.
"This just coming in. The victim of the downtown shooting has just been identified as Cheyenne Garvey."
I drop to my knees, and start to straight bawl.
Chey has been shot.
