Stalker much?

Stalker much?

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My brown eyes meet his gray ones, or are they green?...Who the fudge can tell in this position?! Anyways, my breathing becomes erratic as his face inches closer to mine. I sound like an asthmatic walrus...on drugs. Very romantic. But instead of what happens in movies, his face goes past my head and to my ear. Not able to comprehend the situation, I knee him. He rolls around on the floor, clutching his, and I quote, "balls of steel." He groans in pain and I cringe. "Oops?" Kevin closes his eyes and whispers lowly, "I'm going to f_cking kill you." My eyebrows shoot up and I smirk victoriously at him. "Oh really?" Instead of running away in fear, I skip down the hallway and to my car, happily taking my time. Just a little sneak peek...btw, I'm horrible at updating...just wanted to warn you, hehe...sorry.
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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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