"Babe wake up we're here"
"Shut up. I wanna sleep." And I shifted on a comfortable sleeping position. What? I don't want to have a stiff neck when I wake up.
"I'm sorry to break up your nice sleeping ass babe but we really need to go now. We don't have much time. It's already six, and you need to go home by ten or eleven."
"Oh please they can wait. Just talk to mom and we can go home tomorrow," I groaned.
"As much as I like that suggestion its still a no. Come on. I hope you'll like this."
So, I decided to get out of the car first.
"Uhm, babe why are there no lights? You know I'm afraid of darkness right?"
"Babe where are you? Don't joke on me right now."
Why do I have this feeling that something or someone is behind. Oh no. Don't please, I still want to live my life.
"Babe, it's not funny anymore, you know. Babe!"
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I Am... Yours?
Teen FictionWhat if you never thought that you were already married before the day that you were born and only knew about it when you were engage to someone else? Meet Franzel Louise Dylan and join her in her crazy life. :)
