'We need to get you away from him' Harry said firmly. Looking straight ahead, with a concentrated face. One hand on the wheel. One hand on the gear stick. One foot on the accelerate. one foot beside it. I looked at harry. All i can think about is:
Is he being serious?
'But - but what if he finds me?' i stuttered.
'He wont'
'but
'HE WONT!'' harry shouted that made me sink down in my seat. and whine in a little sadness. I turned and looked out of the window. Trees and bushes zoomed passed. Suddenly i heard the radio:
27 Year old johanna Austin has been brutally murdered in the comfort of her own home. Her two daugters phoebe and lottie are shaken up. We are under investigating te suspects to be three people. Her boyfriend. Her son.....
Thats when i screamed.
'MY MUMS DEAD AND THEY THINK IM A SUSPECT FUCKING BULLSHIT!! IT WAS MY SO CALLED OF A DAD!!!'
i cried all the way to our mystery location which i still dont have a clue about....
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Sorry its short and has been long long time but ive been aving problems so im sorry.
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