*🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️dead girl walking plays*🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️

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Heather held me close and we walked to my house. Its a few blocks, and I'm grateful I don't have to walk alone. We all know what happens to girls when they walk alone at night. When I get home I realize that mom isn't here, she probably has a late shift again. Shes probably at the bar or some pub.

I go up to my room. I need to finish my drawing of Heather. Heather. I start working

"Who's that?" I spin around to see JD standing my my window. I stand up.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN MY HOUSE":

"You didn't tell me who your drawing." He looks at me smugly. He knew who it was.

"It's nothing." I say, flustered, "just a stupid doodle." I say closing the book. "Now get the fuck out."

"..so pushy, damn."

"I'm going to call the cops."

"Well we can't have that, can we?"

"Yes we can."

"C'mon, darling~"

"Don't call me that'' I say, even thought I can feel my red face. "I'm calling the police." I mummer, my hand moving to the phone plugged into the wall.

AN: I meant the old tiny ones I forgot what its called XD

JD tensed, "fine, Whatever. But-"

"No- no buts you just broke into my fucking house. The fuck??"

Theres a moment of silence before he gets out the window. God. I need to lock that.

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