Chapter 3- rage

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It was Saturday and my phone wasn't were I put it, I went downstairs and saw my mum have it in her hand. I snatched it from her, "Maria!!! What do you think your doing talking to strangers!!" Ugh... she knew about Kyle, "Nothin I don't talk to strangers" "YES YOU DO I HAVE SEEN YOUR PHONE DONT YOU DARE SAY YOU HAVEN'T!!!" My mum had never shouted at me before... but I wasn't gonna let her do that to me. "MUM STAY OUT OF IT IM ALOUD FRIENDS!" My mum slapped me... I had tears down my face and shoved past her and ran upstairs. Before I ran upstairs I had heard her say "Don't talk to strangers! There dangerous!" Then I heard the front door slamming she must have left.

I cried there for a few minutes, then someone threw a small stone at my window. I opened my window and there was Kyle. "Kyle? How did you get there? And why are you here?"
Kyle smiled I could see him smiling like something happy was gonna happen, " I wanna take you on a date and maybe after we can go to my place " I didn't know what to do... my mum would hate me more. "Sorry Kyle I'm busy a lot." I smiled and he just looked at me, I could see rage in his eyes like my mums. He didn't say anything just left.

I felt bad but, I am only 14 I'm 15 in a couple of weeks but that's it, I lied on my bed and a few minutes later decided I needed something to eat. But when I got there, there was another boy about my age, black short hair with a black shirt and dark grey tie, he had trousers and trainers. His eyes were brown and gosh, he was cute. He smirked at me and pinned me to a wall, "What do you want?" He smirked and his smirk was evil, "I want to help you sweetheart, you see... I see you have been with Kyle and trust me he isn't someone you wanna be talking to." "No he isn't, he's an amazing person to talk to. How would you know that anyway?" He chuckled he had a evil laugh doe... he shake his head. "Just wait and see I will be watching you so don't do anything, you would regret." He left.

I wonder what he meant but I went upstairs, maybe it was my imagination? I don't know I just laid in my bed and taking a nap.

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