Chapter One

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A/N: Yo!My first ReaderxCountry story....I hope you like it!!!See ya,mah tittylickers. XD

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It was all.......a blur.Okay,maybe that was super cliché.But it was true.What they say is /true/.It went by in a blur.One minute,your standing with your best friend,and the next she's lying dead in a pool of her own blood on the concrete.You had just been attacked,by none other than Allen F. Jones.The mysterious man held a blood spattered baseball bat with spikes in it.He had a sinister smirk as he stared down at the dead body.He had Brown hair with an odd cowlick and tan skin,with piercing red eyes.He wore a white t-shirt with dog tags around his neck and a bomber jacket over his shirt.He had ripped jeans and red converse to complete the ensemble.Your pupils were miniscule dots as you stared down at your bloody,dead,mangled friend.'No.....oh God no.......why?!?!',you thought.You were in shock for a few moments before you immediately lurched,bending over and puking into the grass as tears ran down your cheeks.Your whole body shook,from fear and from puking.'I'm next.....',you thought before your mind drew a blank from fear."What's the matter Dollface?Never seen a murder before?",the American chuckled as he swung his bat expertly in his hands.You couldn't respond,you were too busy puking."H-H-Help!!!!!!!!",you shrieked.He growled and immediately swung his bat at you,and upon hearing the satisfying 'crack' of your skull,he smirked.You crumpled to the ground,unconscious.Blood pooled around you as well,though you hadn't been killed like BFF/N.Allen stood above you with a smirk,the yellow glow of the lamp post above him outlining his frame and causing his sunglasses to reflect light."Wonder how long the cops will spend tracking you down....",Allen thought out loud."Plus,you might earn me a few bucks if I sell you to Oliver or Matthieu.....",he chuckled.He carelessly picked up your body and threw it over his shoulder,picking up his bat as well,and leaving your friend's body for the cops as he began to walk down the dark street,his shoes making a 'clop.....clop.....clop.........clop.....' sound as he walked.You were definitely in for a surprise when you awaken.

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