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Sage Miller
Even though you don't mean to hurt me.
You keep tearing me apart
Would you please have mercy, mercy on my heart?
Friday night, the only Friday night in a very long time I chose to stay in and sleep. Maybe it was because Smurf ditched her friends and a party to be with me. So why not do the same.
That very same night I woke up to my phone ringing. At first, I groaned and turn around stuffing my face in my pillow. But the person was persistent.
Giving up my sleep, I reached for my phone and answered it. Very rudely.
"This better be fucking important or I swear I'll fucking murder you in your sleep."
At first, I heard shuffling and then a few cusses. That woke me up immediately. I sat up and looked at the caller Id. I saw that it was Sebastian.
"Sebastian. Hey man, what's up?" I began to panic when I heard a car starting up.
"Sage man. Get the fuck out of your house." I could tell that he was panicking.
"What? Why?" I stuttered getting scared.
"Man, get the fuck out of your house. Dante was attacked. And Ryder was killed." If that didn't get me moving I don't know what would.
The moment I joined a gang I knew the consequences. Since Sebastian was the first to join he told me but I thought I could handle it. But the real heat just sunk in. This is fucking scary.
In seconds I was on my feet searching for our clothes. I'd never thought I'd say this but I wished Alora never spent the night.
"Meet us at the location at dawn." He instructed. A location is a place we retreat to after an attack. "And if I'm not there let's assume the worst."
He didn't wait for me to speak, he hung up on me.
My brain began to go on the override. Adrenaline is pumped in my blood. I went to Alora's side and shook her.
"Alora, wake up." I didn't wait for her protests. I picked her up and put her naked self on her feet. I wished I had time to enjoy the view but I didn't.
"Sage, what's going on?" She lazily asked. I throw her clothes in her direction.
"I need you dressed in the next minute," I ordered her, I paused and looked at her for a moment. "And I'll explain later."
I told her. What I really wanted to tell her was that I'm still thinking of a lie to tell you.'. I couldn't tell her that I was in a gang and there was an attack now I'm not sure if they'll come to my house so we have to get out of here because they will definitely, most certainly kill us.
"Get dressed Alora," I shouted as I picked up a duffle bag and threw a few shirts and boxers in there, the essentials. Who knows when I'll be able to come back.
I turned to find Alora only halfway done. I grabbed her shoes and phone then grabbed mine and I grabbed her, we ran down the stairs. I managed to snatch our keys in the process.
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Teen FictionRecipe for disaster. Ingredients 1. A broken girlfriend, that's if you can call her that, two years older than you 2. A delinquent mother 3. A dead father 4. A broken sister 5. The sister's boyfriend 6. A friend 7. Join a gang 8. Enjoy the money ...
