BROKEN ANGEL

BROKEN ANGEL

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Megan! he called in pain,Brian promise me you will be okay I,begged with tears rushing down my eyes and my heart beating extraordinarily fast "pls don't die on me" are you okay? he ask breathing hard I didn't know what to tell him I mean I'm obviously not fine even a blind man can smell craziness on me not to talk of a person with clear eyes,I'm covered In blood and I look miserable. whose blood is this? he ask again my dad's!,I killed him I blunt out. he gave me a look that I can't understand, a look of guilt. But why? he didn't do anything wrong,he didn't kill my mum,my dad did and I killed him. And it's even my fault he got hit by a car. "I'm sorry"he said weakly. why? cos I won't be able to take care of you. Brian pls stop scaring me,I cried but he just smiled and close his eyes . Brian!!!!! A/N: This is the first story i will be publishing so pls don't mind my imperfections i'm human not a robot, and I will really appreciate your encouragement.
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