7:30 pm
--
unknown:
brooklyn, you just can't
stare at your phone like
that. please respond.
brooklyn:
how did you know
what i'm doing?
are you my stalker?
brooklyn:
and i'm not doing your
favour so fuck off
brooklyn:
or else i'm
calling the cops
unknown:
that's nice but i don't
need them. i just need you
to do my favour.
unknown:
and i already told
you earlier that i know you.
unknown:
every small details about
you.
unknown:
and also,
unknown:
can you please stop
looking at your room?
you looked like a fool.
unknown:
i'm not a bad person okay?
brooklyn:
only imbeciles would
believe that.
brooklyn:
and who knows
about your true
identity.
brooklyn:
you might be a killer,
a crazy ass pedo or
whatsoever.
unknown:
i'm saying the truth. i just
need you to do the
favour.
unknown:
i'm offering a
win-win
situation.
unknown:
it's either you
will accept this
or you will waste
the chance.
brooklyn:
sighs.
brooklyn:
okay i give up
because you really
sound so desperate.
brooklyn:
what is it?
unknown:
help me.
YOU ARE READING
Help me
Historia Corta❝ There's nothing wrong to help a completely stranger, right? ❞ { short story } | completed ©thatcoldgirl, 2016
