Chapter 10

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One who loses wealth loses much. One who loses a friend loses more. But one who loses courage loses all.

~Miguel De Cervantes

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After our little chit chat,
We strode out of the door. *sigh, now, I'm going to treat Larah because of the joke I said earlier, After all, that was my fault, but I just hate drama's, the appropriate word to say is I despise dramas and talk about treats, Larah is the kind of girl you shouldn't gets treat because if you promise or told her, you'll treat her even just for sweets?, she'll rob your wallet until no more is left, even a penny, she is evil, we were walking towards the main door.
I check the time still early to go home, Larah was sooo close to the door, but a staff, approach her, told her minor problem in the gallery.
Some teenagers were causing a stampede in the backdoor.. The staff said they were causing havoc because this someone wants to buy my painting, but the guards won't let them in because they possesses fire arms, yes!! this is it I won't spend much money to treat larah, thanks to this 'someone'.
I wanted to say that I'll talk to them so we can discuss the price or what painting he or she will be taking but Larah beat me to it and said something else instead..

" the guards will attend them and YOU will make the buyer busy... ME and your manager is going to shop for food and don't worry I won't forget your share as a loyal companion *wink.. ciao!"
The girl was left hanging, with her mouth open and jaw to the floor, larah drag me out of the gallery and NOW we were WALKING!!
She drag me out of the gallery leaving a buyer who wants to buy my painting and then telling me she forgot her car, resulting us to walk is a crime, we can't really ride my bike with her wearing just a skirt Jesus this girl is really getting in my nerves.

The walk to the mall was really exhausting as well as very tiring, with the sun high in the sky and the breeze of the hot summer air sure beads of sweats were running in my face, Larah run inside the mall she practically run, that the building is her only safe haven from a zombie invasion, I was about scold her for running in a crowded mall but think other wise, people might think I was crazy for shouting in a public mall.
holy crap! Where is she? I loss sight of her! I walk around from first, second, and last floor.. She disappeared, well, that should save me from her, then, I'm going home, I'm sure father is going to kill me, a single slap can't kill me, you need to separate my brain from my body so you can kill me forever, someone need to tell my father that, so he can kill me.
I walk through a food court to by a burger when a certain someone pulled the side of my shirt and drag me out, away from all the food! I was struggling, I wiggle my body, that's it! I shouted at the person who is dragging me to nowhere, then she spoke.

" Stop struggling, zerah. I search the whole mall hoping I could get a glimpse or even a clue where were you. I search even in the boys comfort rooms! I wonder if you'll hide in their, because you were so desperate to be away from me, just because you were afraid that I'll spend all of your money that was my plan in the first place, NOW. give me your credit!"
Is she out of her mind! why would I hide in a boys C.R this is a liberated country but I'm not a pervert like her and no I will never give my credit, sure, I trust her as my bestfriend, but I don't trust her face she was looking in my purse like the big letter X is written on it and a treasure is hidden inside it,

" Let me go and slow down your not in a race."
*sigh thank goodness she stopped but she was still holding my wrist.

" no, you'll run again, so I buy this maybe, just maybe you'll run away again, if you run away then I'll simply put this. In yours and mine's hands."

Crispy chips, the nails in her head is not tight enough to hold her brain. She buy, handcuffs because she's afraid I'll run again!? But in the first place, She was the one who run away from me.

" What the in the name of Abraham are you talking! You were the one who run away from me. How can you buy such thing Larah! And hell if I were to hide, I wouldn't hide in the boys comfort room."

" you wouldn't? "

" No! of course not, shame all the people who would think of hiding in that place, geez, of all places you could think of. "

" okay sorry, just forget about that, com'mon shoppin', lets rock this whole mall!"
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AUTHOR'S note:

Hiiii, just want to say sorry for the typos and grammars, bear with me readers and thanks to all the people who is still reading my story..

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