TWENTY SEVEN - I Still Have Feelings For You

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"Hey Payden." My best friend Noah says, sitting down at the seat across from me.

I take in my surroundings, this feels different. Everything looks more blurry than usual.

"How are you feeling?" He asks, interrupting my thoughts.

"I feel ok." I say feeling uneasy, as if something bad is going to happen at any moment.

"We should text the group chat later, I wanna hangout at the beach later." He says, smiling up at me.

"Ya that sounds-"

"He's coming!" He yells standing up, interrupting me.

"Who's coming?" I ask, getting nervous as I look around the restaurant.

"Oh my god Payden, RUN!" He yells, as he grabs my wrist, and pulls me out of the booth, pulling me along with him as he's running to the door.

As we are running, we are stopped by a large man standing in front of us.

I slowly look up, and my stomach drops upon seeing who it is.

"YOU FUCKING BITCH!" He yells pointing a gun at my face.

All I manage to do is scream.

"YOU FUCKING BITCH!" He yells again, this time pressing the tip of the gun to my head.

"Please stop." I sob.

"IM GONNA FUCKING KILL YOU!" He screams in my face.

I cant help but start shaking.

"YOURE GONNA DIE!" He yells even louder as he presses the gun harsher into the side of my head.

I start to cry even harder when he starts laughing. I slowly, and carefully look up at him upon hearing his menacing laugh.

"Hahahahaha- hahahahahha." He laughs even harder as he sees me shrink under his gaze."Grayson isn't here to save you now bitch." He taunts. "What are you gonna do?" He asks bending down so our faces are only centimeters apart. "I know." He pauses. "It's time to visit your mommy in hell." He says as he presses down on the trigger.

I let out an ear piercing scream, as I try to wiggle out of Jason's grasp.

"Please, let me go! Let me go!" I plead.

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