Only Her

Chapter 24

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*what happend before*

We walked around in town, for hours. Talking and laughed. All my problems where gone- no. I just didn't had time to think about them, so I replaced it with a little fun. When the girls walked in some ice cream palor. My eyes fell on a tattoo&piercing shop. I crossed the street and looked inside. I looked back and saw they wheren't here yet. So.. I walked in.

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•• Cameron's POV ••

The last two days where killing me.

I tried to call her 24/7. Okay, she texted don't worry. But who tells me not to worry when a girl runs away after her father dies? Well I am worried. And not even a little.
After Matthew took away my phone because I was getting insane.

"Man, chill, trust her." Matthew said.

I groaned, "It's hard."

He sighed and got up, "let's look for her?"

My mood got liften up more than Nicki Minaj her botox-ass.
I jumped down and Matt followed me, laughing.
Hey, let me be excited.

"Where are we going to look?" I asked once we both sat down.

"I haven't thought this far to be honest."

I rolled my eyes at him. "Great."

"Let's go to the other side of the beach?"

I nodded, can be a good idea. We already looked around here, where she is the most. Maybe it can help, let's hope.

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After 3 hours of driving and looking around, I stopped the car to get some food at a small restaurant on the corner of the street. Matthew was complaining for food like he hadn't eaten in eons.

When I parked the car- and Matt already left. My eye fell on a familiar black car. Hers. I started looking around to spot a petite brunette. Nope. Fuck. I sighed and slammed my car door shut.
I was about to enter the place I would meet with Matt, when I heard her laugh. I turned around and only saw a group of 3 girls sitting infront of a tattoo and piercing shop. I frowned and wanted to walk inside. When I heard it again.
I turned around and leaned against the wall. Thinking.
There was a blonde haired girl, next to her purple, and a girl with black hair.

They all had something.
The blonde her ears where full of little rings or studs. The purple haired girl, had a small silver nose ring. And the one with black hair snake bites. They where all pretty dark dressed for the this time of the year. All black ripped skinny jeans, and a jacket or vest. And black combat boots. How can they survive?! But since I'm still wondered why I hear her laugh and see a group of three way diffrent girls smoking shisha and making one after another small smoke cirkles. I took my phone, and ringed for Souhaila. When the phone went over for the second time I saw the one with purple hair pick up her phone. Wha-

"Cam?"

"Sou!"

"What?"

"What?"

I heard her groan. "What's wrong?"

"What's wrong?!"

"What are you? A parrot?"

I chuckled, old - kinda - old self again.

"Where are you?"

Would she tell the truth?