12: Afraid

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We ran on the streets, James looked, nervously, as he followed behind me into a one person bathroom.

We needed something else to wear.
Something without blood splattered all over it, maybe.

I put on a blonde short wig with bangs and a dress.

Something was still missing though..

I put on my brown jacket over it.

I looked at James, he hadn't changed one bit.

He had a Hawaiian shirt on and the same pants.

James was still beautiful, even when he was scared.

You may see me as tough

Careless

Brave person.

But just like James was afraid to leave this room..

I WAS, TOO.

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