Gone Boy

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P.O.V Daniel

He's gone, I keep telling myself this but I always think of him. Maybe it's a good thing that he's gone. I'm still standing outside the front door seeing him drive off. I have to follow him. I say, determined. I grab my brown leather coat, make up, a wig and a fu*ked up dress. Let's do this. I fu*king run into the garage and find an old motorcycle,probably left from some other guy. I get ready to ride. I never rode one of these. I have a deep breath, put on a pink helmet with yellow outlines of flowers and drive off. He doesn't notice but I am only 2 cars away from him on a stoplight. It turns green and I speed up. He's driving somewhere I've never been. I am very focused more on him. There is nothing more important then him. I am determined to stop him from leaving him. I didn't notice but I went through a red light because he passed through it when it was still red. I panicked and looked to my right to see headlights growing then..........................;....

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 21, 2015 ⏰

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