Chapter 9

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   Vipers pov

     So i have a record of getting in trouble....alot. The first time i snuck into a bar with a fake ID.I have my resources.But that was not what a fourteen year old was supposed to see. So every since then ive either been followed or spied on.

    But they only do it every once in awhile as the years passed. But not anymore,im 18 and they cant do anything about it. Well in two months.

     I walk up to the front doors of the club. Club geezy." ID please" the guard said. I pulled my fake ID out of my pocket and showed it to him. He released the red rope from its hook and made a gesture with his hands for me to go in. I slip in and there is alot of people. I head over to the bar and take a seat and wait for my date. "Hey beautiful,wanna get out of this place." Some random guy asked me. "Back off creep!" I said pushing him away.

    I waited about five minutes and he showed up. "Sorry im late,"he said in a broad voice,"wanted to make sure i looked perfect for tonight."

  "Oh stop it,your embarrassing me."i replied sarcastically. I think i might have added in a little blush.

   "So im jack. Im pretty sure that you already know that. I come from a very rich family from California. We moved here awhile ago. What about you?"

    Shot. I had to think of a life story and fast. Ummmmmmmm.....oh I got it. "So i was born in Massachusetts and i lived there all my life. I wouldnt say were rich but were not poor."

   "Cool i would love to meet them some time." Uh-oh.

    "Um,you cant do that. Because....because they arent here. My father is dead. And my mother left."

  " Wow,thats very tragic. Im sorry for your loss."

    "Dont feel sorry for me,"i said looking down at my shoes,"i really dont deserve it."

   He pulled my face up by the chin with his soft fingers."Hey, everyone deserves someone to care about them, no matter how terrible they think they are."

     A tear fell from my eye. "Yeah but im-" i was interrupted by a kiss.

   "Hey i gotta get going,walk you back?"

   "No i think ill have a safe trip back home. If i can make it here i can make it back." I told him and headed for the entrance. When i got outside it was darker. There was no one outside but me and the trees kept making sounds. Or at least thats what i want to believe.

   Gasp. I felt a sharp pain in my neck and fell to the ground.

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