Roc Royal Fan Fiction Story. "I'm going to ask you one more time. I'm not in the mood for any of your games. Tell me where he is." Anastasia pointed the gun straight at my face. Her red fingernails seemed to sparkle in the limited moonlight in the window. "I told you already. I. Don't. Know." I said, glaring at her. She chuckled and shook her head at me like I was some ten year old trying to convince her that Santa is real. "Why are you still protecting him? He's never coming back. He left you here to die and save his ass." I didn't want to think about it, but deep down inside this woman was right. He left me with almost nothing, and no word of him since that day he dropped me off. He abandoned me. I knew I should've kept my ass in North Carolina.
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