Pt. 5

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-Finn-

Okay, I'm sorry. I know what happened to Alina. I overheard everything.

The skatepark was empty today except for some people talking or making out by the trees. I see Alina walk with her head down. She sits next to me, still looking down.

"So... What happened?" Act cool dude.

"Family, totally gone," she whispers.

"What?" Act dumb.

"They're gone..."

I put a hand around her and bring her closer to me. Surprisingly she hugs me and rests her head on my shoulder. She trusts me, even if I'm a complete stranger.

She pulls back. "Where am I going to stay? What am I going to do?" She says in between sobs. Well I would say my house but it's a hell hole in their. I would go to my dad, but he doesn't even know I exist anymore. I got it.

"I've got an apartment, want to stay there?" Aha, I knew that apartment was a good idea. She nods and smiles. This chick really does not care if I could be a psycho murderer.

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