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Ruby
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"Ruby, I was not lucky this time. Start packing, we're moving to Seattle" my dad said. "WTF..... DID.. I.. JUST HEAR?" "I really wish I said that loud" I murmured. Actually I couldn't say that loud cause dad's half African and he's really strict when it comes to the F Word. I'm so very near to bursting into tears. "Don't worry dear, it will be fine" I hear him say. "hmm" I sigh leaving to my room. I don't really know why but I feel like we are just about to move in to hell. I mean real Hell!!!.... What do you think about the new place she's moving to? Will it be real hell? What about her new school and new friends? I don't really want to keep you in suspense so please read .... I promise it will be one of your best stories. Enjoy 😘 😘
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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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