it could have been better

it could have been better

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"SOPHIA! You have to tell me what's going on, what's happening?" Sierra said, with worried expression on her face "They fucking called the cops," said Sophia, motionless "They called them!!" "Fuck!" Sierra said, and stomped on the ground as if she were a child. In that moment they could hear a faint sound of A police car in the distance. Frantically the girls tried to find a place to hide. Right next to the clubhouse was a big bush which they hidden. "Sierra, I'm really scared" Sophia whispered "Yeah, me too pumpkin."
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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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