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the next day...

I woke up to the sound of sniffling coming from the next room. I looked over over at my clock.

12:20pm

Scott was still asleep next to me and clearly in a deep sleep. I got out of bed and walked towards the room. I knocked on the door and slowly opened it. "Mitch?" I questioned.

His tear stained face spoke for itself. I walked over and sat next to him. I put my hand on his shoulder to comfort him. "He messaged me again" He answered whilst wiping his eyes. He picked up his phone and passed it to me. The message was right there.

'Where the fuck are you? When I find you, in going to deal with you'

"I'm scared, Avi. I don't want him back anymore. He's a scary guy" He spoke in a shaky whisper.

After a long pause, I finally spoke. "You can stay here" His eyes lit up once I spoke. A
smile grew on his face.

"Are you serious?" He asked as if he couldn't believe my suggestion. "I don't want to disturb the peace in your home"

"Yeah, very serious. Don't worry, you'll fit right" I responded. He hugged my semi-tired body as he repeatedly whispered 'thank you'.

"One problem. What about my stuff?" He asked.

"You'd need to go back to that house" I replied and worry was a clear expression on his face. "I'll go with you. What time is he usually not home?" I asked.

"A time like now. Now till 4" He answered.

"Well looks like we don't have much time. Give me 10 minutes and we'll be out of here" I rushed out of the room and ran straight into the shower. I came out and dressed up. I left Scott a note giving him a sense of the situation.

It felt like a rush against the clock and we were going to do it.

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