Chapter 12

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I made my hand into a fist, and wrapped it against the door. The door which is home to Charl.
"Hey Bailey," Charl said. She did look beautiful, her blonde hair was tied up in a messy bun, she had on minimal makeup and was wearing a pair of grey baggy hollister tracksuit bottoms along with a neon pink tank top. She looked beautiful, even as she wrapped her arms around my neck. She looked beautiful but, there was something missing.
"Charl we need to speak," I sighed, entering her room with her hand enclosed in my own.
"Bailey, what's going on?" She could see right through me, her blue eyes were seeping into my skin.
"Charl I think, I think we should break up." I got right to the point. Charl just stared at me nodding.
"I knew. I knew this was going to happen. I knew you liked Hannah. I just, I just didn't want it to be true," she looked at me with blue watery eyes, I tear fell from her eye.
"I'm so sorry Charl, I'll always love you."
"But you don't, you love her," Charl said looking at me tears dripping from her eyes.

I dropped her hand and exited her room. It's time to find Hannah and tell her how I feel.

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Thanks so much for 95 views I've attached a photo of what I think Charl would look like.

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