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Sunday, January 23, 2011

b3st fri3nds,pt 13

''fuck it.i'm not gonna just wait around for him to come back.''tina stormed past her lover and trotted into the bedroom.she snatched up some capris and a loose fitting shirt.vince stood watching her.''WELL GET DRESSED!''she picked up his clothes in a bunch and threw them at him.''i don't know about you,but i wanna be as far away from this place as possible.''''i really think you're overreacting bay,''ha said sliding on his shorts.''will is licking his wounds and tryna figure out how to stay away from me.i'm tellin ya,he's always been afraid of me.shit i can~''the sound of glass breaking made tina look up.the bedroom window had a small hole in it.she slowly looked over to where vince had been standing.he was on the floor shivering.a pool of blood slowly formed from a bullet wound that exposed flesh and skull.the red warmth oozed out like toothpaste.''OH GOD NO!''she fell to her knees and crawled to the window.she began crying and praying softly.she knew william was a good shot.he went hunting with his friends every chance they had time off together.she was tempted to look out the window,find him and plead.but she knew that would mean a quick death.she watched as life left vince and wondered what she could do to survive...

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