Krystal's pov
"Im running away Jay" I say packing a bag, filling it with clothes. "Why? Krystal, I know out town sucks but please...you're my best friend and I don't want you to leave," Jay said.
"Jay, I can't take this funky bullshrimp anymore. No one would even know I was gone. I bet my parents wouldn't even care."
"But you're wrong Krystal, I would know that you would be gone. I would care." Jay said grabbing my hands and looking me in the eyes.
"Jay, I..." I shake my head," I can't stay here any longer." I pull away from him and grab my backpack and head towards my bedroom door.
"Then I'll go with you." I turn and face him, "No, you have to stay here. People would actually care if you were gone."
"I don't care. And its not your responsibility to tell me what I can and can't do."
"Who ever said I had any responsibilities in the first place?"
Jay paused for a second, " Krystal there's something you need to know."
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Okay, I didn't realize how short this was until now, and I'm not gonna change it cause I'm lazy and its 2 in the morning where I am and I have school so.........uhh, yea
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....did I du gud?
I'm not weird, I swear
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The Hunted
FanfictionA story about something I don't know much about...now that I think about it, I probably should've done research.......oh well
