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"Just keep running Juliet," my brain kept saying. Just. Keep. Running. Looking around I noticed I was back at the park. Then I saw it. The pond that is concealed mostly by trees. I walked over to it and saw the bench where no one would see me. I took out my phone(I only had it because without it how would I call 911) and set an alarm for 6 am.
Climbing on the bench I shut my eyes trying to fall asleep. "Are you really gonna sleep there?" I heard a voice say. "AHHHHH!" I screamed. Falling off the bench and hitting my head. It hurt so much I couldn't sit up or move my head up without huge pain pounding my skull. Oh sh-oot!" I heard them say.
Slowly tilting my head I looked over and saw Ryan looking at me with worry in his eyes. He rushed over to me and started saying, " OH MY GOSH, I'M SO SORRY! I DIDN'T MEAN TO SCARE YOU!"
He kneeled down and looked at my head. Then he got really close and whispered so quiet I could bearly hear it," Juliet, you're bleeding." Then he picked me up bridal style and started to walk away from the bench.
"Wait!" I whisper shouted so I wouldn't hurt my head. "My suitcase is over there." He looked down at me. "I'm going to put you in my car and go get it. Okay?" We reaches his car and he gently put me in the front seat. All of the sudden he pulled his shirt over his head. What is he doing?
I looked at him and all I could think was "dang that boy has a nice body." I said, "What the heck are you doing?" He simply looked at me and grabbed my head and gently placed it behind my head. Then he walked back to get my suitcase. How confusing can this boy get?
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Living With The Bad Boy
Teen FictionCover made by @CoversCreator 17 year old Juliet Barns has just been kicked out of her apartment and has no where to go. After her parents died six months ago she had to find somewhere to live. But now, her money was running low. Definitely not enoug...
