Chapter 8

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I stared at her. Did she just say she loves me? I just starting laughing

“Love my backfoot” I shouted at her as I walked off. About she loves me. I don’t believe it. Like I said I find it hard to trust people. To think I use to trust her then she comes back into my life but as a sket?! Really?? Seriously?? I don’t even know what to think. Some people might just say ‘well she wasn’t with you at the point’ or ‘well you locked it off’. Well I don’t give a f*ck. If you truly love someone you don’t toy with their feelings. She couldn’t and moved on like that and in that way. Its not even the fact that she had ‘moved’ on. It was just how. I scratched my neck as I walked back home

“Shaun darling where have you been?” Her voice calmed me down as I put a smile on my face so I didn’t give her anything to worry about.

“I went out mom”

“Hmm. You hungry?”

“No thanks. I’m just going to sleep” She scanned my face but just dropped it and nodded. I went to my room. I laid on my pillow with my arms supporting my head as I thought about nothing in particular. I don’t know why my life ended up like this? An ongoing game. A game that had no end. Why couldn’t I just drop it?

“F*ck” I muttered.

“I can’t wait to leave this life behind” I looked at her.

“Neither can I. Then we can live happily ever after. Just you and me” I smiled as I stroked her hair. She meant a lot to me. More than she would ever comprehend.

“I just need to get enough money then we’re gone” She giggled.

“yep” She popped the ‘p’. We sat in an comfortable silence till I got bored of it. I sat up and looked at her

“Stop looking at me”

“So I can’t look at my girl nah?” She stuck her tongue at me

“You’re getting brave Chanice”

“I blame you” She said with attitude and crossed her arms.

“I need to teach you the levels” She arched her eyebrows as if she was saying ‘really?’. That’s when I started. I leaped for her and starting tickling her.

“Leave me alone” She squirmed underneath my grip

“No. You’re getting brave” I kept tickling her

“I’m sorry” She gasped as she spoke

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