His Girl

His Girl

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"No no no no ."I chanted calling 911 and running as fast as my fata$$ could do. "You Pendejo ,what were you thinking ?" Nearly screaming not out of anger but fear. Fear that I'll lose the guy that been there since the beginning. Bleeding out on the pavement of the alley way from a gun wound. "You would think I would hear praises for savin your life ,but nah you call me a dumba**." He chuckled. Don't know how he laughin in this moment "No I'm not praising you. Why because you got shot. I'd rather me than you be shot " I said "Well to bad Ma if there was a chance I'll do it all over agin and again. I pray to God that I will never see the day you get shot or hurt ." He said seriously. Then the water works. "Don't say that bro. I'm not playin and if you die I don't know what I'll do I promise you that. So you better not die." I cried out As I said that I hear he breath shallow out. And when that happened my heart dropped.Praying that the ambulance get here in time befor he dies. "I love you Baby. Don't let me get in the way of you dreams even if I make it or not don't ." He says And when he said that his eyes close. And i know my heart stopped as well as his.
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He once told me no one knows the real him.I didn't think he meant it, and not in a good way. He is a straight A student, and everyone knows it, not to mention he is on the swim team. All that though isn't the real him, the real him hides deep within himself. ---------- "Can you please tell me what that was?" I nearly shout at him. All I get is silence. He keeps his back to me. "Please, I need some explanation." I beg. I stay still as he stops dead in his tracks. His body is tense and it's scarring me. He turns around slowly to face me with his hands at his sides. His eyes meet mine, but there is no spark of any emotion in them. They are cold and dark making me look away not being able to hold his deadly stare. I feel uneasy under his gaze, and i feel his eyes burning a hole in the side of my face. "No, I won't explain because it's not important." He says in a low, almost, growl. I flinch and look back into his eyes. I feel hurt by his words and I don't know why, but I know he sees it in my eyes. His faces flashes with regret but it's quickly covered up with his faces going back to it's hard cold look. I feel my heart stop and my face go pale. His look terrified me making me hold my breath. "Breath." He orders. I start to breathe again and just blink at him. "Now go." He orders me again. I flinch involuntarily at his tone and jump back slightly. "Please don't let me walk home alone." I beg in a quiet voice, looking down at my feet. The next thing I see are his black combat boots right in front of my shoes. I look up into his eyes and he looks down into mine confusion written all over his face. "How come you aren't running yet?" He questions searching my eyes. "I just can't walk home alone, please I'm scared." I hear him chuckle. "You aren't afraid of me? What can possibly be scarier than me?" He asks. "Well, I know you will keep me safe." "Why is that?" He questions raising an eyebrow at me. "You haven't hurt me." "Yet." He mutters, but I roll my eyes.

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