Fifty Six

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jordan

"Are we still on?" I asked, "Wedding wise?"

Will looked away from Ryan and locked eyes with me.

"Of course." he said and forced a smile.

"What's wrong, Will?" I asked. I took a step forward and placed a hand on his shoulder. He winced, but in a way where he hoped I wouldn't notice.

"Nothing, I'm," he swallowed, "I'm fine."

He started swaying back and forth, a result of the fight. I tried to keep him standing before I walked him somewhere to sit down.

I started to prepare him to walk when he jerked forward and screamed out in agony.

He fell to his knees clutching his stomach. I looked behind me and my eyes fell upon Ryan, holding a bloody pocket knife.

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