Chapter Four

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I popped one eye open to see that fat nigga laying on the ground with blood spilling out the side of his head. As I went to look up, I see the finest boy ever but he was still mysterious. He kneeled in front of me and spoke softly, "Are you ok beautiful?" He questioned with his head cocked over examining me. "Yes!" I snapped at him. He stood up and look down at me "Damn well I'm sorry for saving your life." He snapped back as he started walking towards the door. As he grasped the doorknob amd started turning the knob. I just sat there crying, "Please dont leave me" I said in a soft whisper. He turned his head back to look at me. Sympathy was written all over his face but I didnt care as long as I had somewhere to go.

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