Nothing to see here (GOING THROUGH EDITS)

Nothing to see here (GOING THROUGH EDITS)

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"What do you want to be when you die?", Conrad asked looking up at the sky with a lazy smile on his face. Their foreheads were aligned perfectly with each other touching slightly even though they lay in different directions. "Uh, dead?", Grey replied half confused. She couldn't tell if he was joking or this was just one of the moments where he asked straight confusing questions that she could never really understand....not because she was dumb or anything. He smiled some more, sitting up and moving a little so that his back touched the wheel of his tyre. "I mean what do you want to come back as?". Grey furrows her brows together and tries to think of an answer, "A spoon". "I respect that", he nods his head slowly. "Tell me why?". "I don't really know", She pauses and starts to chew on her lip. "I guess it just has to do with the fact that spoons serve so many purposes and I want to be something crazy useful, how about you?" " A man eating butterfly", Conrad answers thoughtfully , readjusting himself against his tyre. "Why a man eating butterfly?",she asks looking over at him with amused eyes - as if a spoon was any better. "I feel like some people deserve to be eating by a man eating butterfly, so why don't I just make that a reality", he answered shrugging. She laughs and gets up to lean against the other tyre on his car. "They do don't they". "Yeah". He smiles again and takes her hand. "I love that I can tell you shit and you never judge". Grey hums an agreement and look up at the stars again. "So pretty".
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The "Please..." I hear her whimper and I go into full panic mode. "Calm down, okay? Deep breaths. Don't hang up. I'll be with you soon. Where are you?" I rush as I grab the car key sitting on the glass table. I run into the garage with my dad behind me. "What do you need?" Dad asks "A room. A big one." He runs back inside as I hear her voice again. "Basement...blood...Elle..." I hear sounds of movement in the background and connect the dots. Elle's bleeding, or something... "Deep breaths baby, deep breaths. It's okay, you're okay" I murmur reassuring words to her, thankful that there's no traffic. Several thoughts run through my mind as I drove to her house. The last time we spoke, she could barely stand me, but now she's calling me. I feel kinda used, but now's not the time to think about that. I reach her house in a matter of minutes and shove the door open. The house is quiet, save for my heavy breathing and footsteps. I reach the basement and take in the sight in front of me. Blair cradles her brutally beaten-up sister in her lap as she rocks herself back and forth blinking very frequently. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Currently being edited Look out for cringe worthy typos and plot loopholes

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