Chapter Eight

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Marlo

'What should I do now?' I question. I feel my phone vibrate against my hip. I pick it up and see a text from an unknown number,

Unknown

Hey, it's Micheal. Can we hangout and talk?

Me

How did you get my number?

Unknown

Never deleted your number. Do you have a minute?

Me

Yeah, what do you need?

Unknown

I want to know if you would let me come to your house and talk.

"Oh" I mumble. 'Should I let him come? I mean, he bullied me for two and a half years. Although, he did save from being-'.

Me

Sure, I gotta go out anyway. I'll pick you up.

Unknown

Thank you

I put my phone in my pocket, and went upstairs to grab my keys. I then run to the car. The engine starts, and I drive to Evan's.

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"Thanks for picking me up. Sorry I asked after what happened, but its important," Micheal apologizes, wearing a stern face.

"What is it?" I ask, my palms sweating. He looks at me, then turns away.

"It's Evan. He came to my apartment and threatened you. I need you to stay with me so he can't do anything to you," he answers, worry filling in his eyes.

I stay silent, until I park in front of China House. "Stay in the car, and I'll get the food," I order, opening the car door, and walk out.

I apologize for the chapter being so short. I promise that the next chapter will be longer.
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