Nicole's POV

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It was 11:00pm when I left the nightclub known as the Bloody Mary . I am a twenty four year old woman of Irish descent with curly blood red hair,two five tall with a slim figure and curves in all the right places . Me and my friends Tanek ,Shandon and  Andrew went to the club because  today is Shandon's birthday and he wanted us to go to the club and the dickwad basically guilt us into going since it was hissss! birthday! . Me and Andrew believe nightclubs are for strangers getting us into their beds and me for one want to keep this sacred pure and untainted for the one { 😏  you guys know what I am talking about your soulmate, other half, true love etc...........}

⏳Time Skip to when Nicole is walking home⌛

Is it me or is that car following me , maybe I should stop and see if that car stops . Yep that car is so following me what if I get kidnapped, raped , killed , sold as a slave , cut opened and my organs sold on the black market😫 what am I doing I should stop overreacting okay breathe stay calm and continue walking and pretend I did not notice, { you no what happens to those bitches in on TV who throws down their phones and bags and start running they die 😨😱} I took out my phone phone and called Mom. So if they got me Mom will know and be able to help the police find my probably dead body

⏳Time Skip to when Nicole reaches home⌛

Oh my god the car followed me all the way home . What hell am I  going to do . I can't believe I live alone I should have stayed and lived with Mom and Dad or at least get a roommate then I would have been safe from whoever is in that car . Maybe I should call the cops . Oh god what if they i am lying they will never come or maybe I'm overreacting if that car doesn't go in the next hour . I'm going to call the police or Andrew to come spend the night with me for safety Andrew is also my cousin we are also bff Andrew is also bisexual he believes he will find his true love in either gender he is also a virgin like me

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