*Mikey Prov*
"Where are we going to?" "Wait, wait, no worries, you'll like it" I still didn't know where we were up to. Further more, I didn't even know why I was still with them. "So, we're there" We were standing in front of a big Black House. It kinda looked like a Hotel, just more specific for these Kind of people who wore Diamond Rings on every Finger and thought 1000$ were Peanuts. It even had a red carpet in front of the door. So what were we doing here?
"Michael, Come!" I looked up and saw Luke disappearing behind the door, followed by Calum. Something in my stomach just told me to walk away. But of course, I didn't listen...
*Ash Prov*
Where was Mikey? It was already 5:30pm. I hope he didn't forget. What? NO! What was I thinking of?! He'd never forget me! At least that was what I hoped. Maybe something happened? Damn. I just hoped he was alright. I better send him a message .
"Hey Mikey, Ash here. Where are you? Are you ok?"
*Luke Prov*
Everything seemed to go like planned. I had to smile as I watched Michael having his "Fun". When I want something, then I'd get it. And I needed a new toy.
Calum started getting bored anyway. He was always quiet and when he talked, he just agreed or repeated what I said. It was damn annoying.
So it was just perfect that Michael came in. He was something new. An exciting Experiment. I couldn't complain. If there wasn't this Trashton...
He was like a dog. Oh no. A dog was far smarter than he'd ever be. He was more like a flea. Clingy and annoying. It was only good for Michael if he'd forget him.
*Peep*
Where did that came from? Oh. How could I forget I had Michael's phone? I didn't steal it. More like, I asked him if I should keep care of it, of course. Even with the "help" of my good ol' friend Jack D.
If you Want something, you should always have the control over it. Even if that would mean you gotta delete some things. It was only for his best. One day, he'd thank me...
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