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ONLY 3 MORE CHAPTERS LEFT OMF + EPILOGUE

(re-cap: this chic is about to kills sophie and cal okay cool)

[[ bass-playing puppy, aka cal ]]

before i could think of anything else to do, i ran.

yeah, sure, i just left a hot-ass chic behind to be murdered but at least i'm saving myself.

can i blame my reduced manliness on the fact that i didn't want to die?

"not so fast," said a voice and a hand struck out slapping me across the chest.

oh shit.

i began to run once again.

or i thought i began to run once again.

the hand wasn't letting me.

and now there was another one gripping my shirt.

i was now face-to-face to person whom the hands belonged to.

it was rufus.

an old soccer team mate.

a soccer team whom i replaced.

he was meant to go to brazil.

i guess he's the type of guy to hold a grudge for a very long time.

he was gripping my shirt.

my shirt only.

so ripped it off.

my abs of steel being exposed.

(boy, i wish sophie was alive to see this.)

and began running once again.

i decided that if i make it out of this alive i will most likely join the track team.

rufus laughed behind me.

i didn't know why.

i didn't know that he took out a gun.

i didn't know the bullet was coming until i heard the gun being fired and the pain.

the goddamned pain.

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