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    Dark Days – (Chapter: ch12)

    Ashley drove blindly down the road, tears flowing freely down her cheeks. Her chest hurt from the constant strain of crying, headlights of passing cars glistened in her wet eyes. She should probably put the radio on, some noise to make the thoughts stop. She knew exactly what diner he was talking about, the one the girls had ended up at when they ran away together but how did he know? Had he been watching Spencer for awhile, hiding in bushes and just waiting for his chance. I knew I should have got in my car and looked for her earlier.

    The diner loomed up ahead, she pulled to the side of the road. Car idling she wondered if she really wanted to get, what if Spencer was dead and her body waiting to be found by her, no Cal was hiding somewhere to kill her or make some stupid demand for money. He has to know she was loaded, if he had been stalking Spencer for a while. Finally she cut the engine and walked to the closed door. A note was nailed to the door with her name on it, licking her lips she ripped it down.

    Dear Ashley,

    You are my wife’s best friend so I want you here for when we renew our vows.

    Running her hand through her brown curls she quickly crumbled the paper and threw it at the diner. Turning around she saw Cal standing in front of her car with a gun, he had a smile like he was greeting an old friend.

    “Where is she?” Ashley growled ready for a fight.

    “She’s fine, depressed that her family can’t be here for her second big day.” Cal sighed.

    “Second big day?”

    “The first was our wedding, she was so beautiful. The dress flowed down her slender body, oh and when she gave herself to me…she cried she was so happy.”

    “Bastard,” She seethed. Her hand bawling in a fist, “She cried because your a guy. Ugly, rough and in no way do you get her.”

    “Are you implying something?” Cal asked sincere, what could this teenager possibly be saying.

    “I’m implying that you better hand her over before I have a hard time explaining to the cops what happened to your fore mentioned body.” Her smile matched his sardonic one.

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    Comments

    1. damn Ashley can kick sum serious ass…n wat tha fuk is up wit dat Cal guy..he was probably deprived of oxygen at birth or sumtin. dis story is off tha chain pms

    2. damn Ashley can kick sum serious ass…n wat tha fuk is up wit dat Cal guy..he was probably deprived of oxygen at birth or sumtin. dis story is off tha chain pms

    3. Not only can Ash kick ass but she’s bloody smart with the jacket and recorder! I love this story but you seriously need to get this ass out of the picture and I’m with Change, you’re giving us more reason to dislike the species we call men!

    4. Not only can Ash kick ass but she’s bloody smart with the jacket and recorder! I love this story but you seriously need to get this ass out of the picture and I’m with Change, you’re giving us more reason to dislike the species we call men!

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