robberies

iii

i felt sick at the pits of my stomach; my head started to throb and my wrists began to tremble, i couldn't believe what my ex- boyfriend and ex- best friend just said to me.
i felt the bottom of the feet begin to become clammy as the room spun 360 degrees.

To: sara andrews 💘

please come and help me saz. my dorm room. i'm going to die. no time to explain. hurry.

i couldn't feel anything, i was becoming numb. i was going to die.

'Promise me you're going to work hard, Georgie Maie?' My mam was close to death, her eyes beginning to shut slowly.

'I promise mammy, when can I visit you in heaven?' I smiled, holding her trembling had in both of my palms.

'It will go quick. Stay here babygirl, Im going to visit granny and grampa now. See you soon!' And just like that, my mam was gone, her hoarse voice stopped and her head tilted to the left, as angelic as I could ever remember.

i slowly shut my eyes, and heard my best friend sara scream my name and shake my shoulders.

"georgina! wake up! im calling medical right now!" her voice cracked and she sniffed after each syllable. i really hope i'm ok too, i have so much potential in me. i know i do and i'm not going to stop myself here.
BRINNG
William Lenney 💞
I am so so sorry, gee. mikey stole my phone. i'll meet you in 10? Xx

I heard a hoarse whisper, and a gasp. Suddenly, my hand hit the floor with the thud and my eyes shot in to action. My breath was fast and quick, broken and sore. It took a few moments for me to get back on my feet again, but this was only when Sara and left. Out of the door and gone.

I had totally forgot to go back to the coffee shop; and hour and a half had ran around the clock. I quickly dialled Tasha's number before grabbing my book and heading out the door. This was not to go as planned.

Suddenly, familiar echoed screams grabbed my attention by a thread.
It was male, possibly my age, with a deep northern accent- unlike my subtle one. He sounded agitated and in pain, almost like someone had swung a punch to the wrong person.
Then, a female voice argued back, with a aggressive tone, like she was lecturing him. She sounded sorrowful yet so angry, so so angry that she could kill a man. Yet she didn't sound sorrowful for herself, almost like for another person, most likely a girl.
Knowing myself, I wondered down the several flights of stairs again, gripping my head from where I fell. I knew I had to investigate, because if I didn't, I will miss out on everything, and Uni would be useless.
There I saw a crowd, extremely childish students chanting some rude words from just inside the campus.
"Excuse me, coming through. Ow!" I was trying to barge my way through the masculine people- shirts off and all. Frat boys.
However, I deeply regretted this decision, as I saw two heavily familiar figures hunched up in front of me. What have I caused?

ooh spicy
sorry issa short chapter
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