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P H I L

I'm weak. I'm broken. He just ran off. I can't even begin to think about where he went.

*three months earlier*

"Phil, I have a question."

Dan took a deep breathe and said, "Phil, will you-" before getting interrupted by a voice. "HOWELL GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!" My heart raced faster then it ever has before as a guy from the football team sprints after Dan with two other people. I tried to run after them and figure out what was going on but it was no use. My Bad Boy was gone, maybe for good.

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