She went to her friend for help.
He was caught again. He never thought to hide. He was loitering around her house.
The police sirens sounded and he ran. He was too slow. The cars caught up to him and they shot his leg.
He thought he could get away with it, that she would never tell on him.
He thought she loved him, that she would be overjoyed to see him. He was wrong.
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100 Yellow Roses
Short Story*Completed/editing* He's obsessed, she's scared. Sent 100 yellow roses to profess his love, or rather, his infatuation.... The wrong kind of love. *Awesome cover by @mayliemerlin Highest rank: #69 in Short Story
