.After getting to pay for my 'Toy', Kalel wants to look for a new Pop toy.
"Do you really NEED a pop thingy?" I ask Kalel.
"No. Do you Really NEED and Item from here?"
"No." I whimper. I look around to see if Marzia came around or not.
She did.
But she was talking to someone.
I was watching the someone and was looking at his waist. I saw something shine.
His phone was in his hand.
"Kalel, can I borrow your phone?" I ask.
"Sure." She hands me her iPhone and I go to her Contact. Looking for Marzia.
Found her.
Phone rings:
"Hello?"
"Marzia? It's Jollie."
"What's up?"
"Get away from that man."
"How Come?"
"Trust me, Marzia. He has a knife."
"But..."
"Please Trust me!"
"...Okay."
*PHONE CALL ENDED*
I keep looking at the two and she is still talking to the man.
"Marzia..." I whisper to myself.
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Not Your Battle [PewDiePie FanFiction]
Hayran KurguRunning. Running is all i do. In the woods. Between houses. On the beach. Near fires. I run. Not away from family. Not away from crazy boyfriends. Away from something that should never happen to a kid. Or a teen. Or anybody. My name is Jollie. And a...
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