𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟑

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sorry i didn't update yesterday i was busy

I lean against the door shoving my hair away from my face, I hear Effy going down the stairs, I quickly walk to the living room, She opened the door and slammed it behind her, I receive a text from my phone

YOU CMING YOU SOON WILL BE

FROM: COOK

TOSSER

FROM: ME

WHY

FROM: FREDDIE

I close my phone and throw it on the sofa, I grab my phone and then I run upstairs, I go into my bedroom, I light a spliff

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After finishing my spliff I try to call Freddie, 'Hi this is Freddie's dyslexia helpline, please leave a massage'  I shake my head as I put in Cooks number, "Ayy! look who finally called" He shouted from the phone, "Hi cook, let's get the fuck out of this shitty town" I say

"I get'cha I'll be there in about, Half hour" He said, I hang up and stand up from my bedroom floor, I grab a black and white striped tote bag and chucked some shit in there

I get dressed into:

I hear two beeps from outside, I grab my phone and tote bag and walk downstairs, I open the passenger side door and sit down, He starts to drive over the speed limit, "Do you always drive this fast?" I chuckle, "Don't pretend you don't like it" He...

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I hear two beeps from outside, I grab my phone and tote bag and walk downstairs, I open the passenger side door and sit down, He starts to drive over the speed limit, "Do you always drive this fast?" I chuckle, "Don't pretend you don't like it" He laughs

I smirk, I grab what looked like a cigarette lighter, it was, I grab the pack of cigarettes from my jacket pocket and use the cigarette lighter

"Where are we going?" I ask cook, He shakes his head, "Where are we?" I ask, He didn't answer again I scoff, I look around knowing cook hasn't got a car

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"Where are we going?" I ask cook, He shakes his head, "Where are we?" I ask, He didn't answer again I scoff, I look around knowing cook hasn't got a car

"Who's car is this?" I ask, "Don't know don't care" He chuckled, I nod

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