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    That smile of hers – Run

    Work was okay… not much
    bullshit from the clients which is always good, not complaining about anything.
    I was walking pass a grocery store from work since my truck died on me, got
    some groceries well more like needed some
    and I actually didn’t mind all the walking kind of relaxing I guess

     

     I got back home about nearly 8.00pm and was bored, and guess who called me
    when I was just about to close my eyes for a quick sleep? Alice.
    Not complaining.

     

    “Sup’ Al?”  All I could hear was quiet weeps. She’s been
    crying.  “Al are you there?
    Hello.”         I don’t know if I should
    just jump to the point and ask why she’s crying or be a total idiot, guess I
    chose the idiot one

     

    “Shane”  okay, now I’m pretty sure that she’s still
    crying and I thought the world just froze when she said my name. I better ask
    her why she’s crying now.  “Al, Are you
    alright? What’s wrong al?”   come on baby, tell me what’s wrong, I wish I could
    of said that to her

     

    “Gabby I thought this time she
    really cared for me loved me”

     

    she start to blurt out all this
    things about gabby, how she thought they were meant to be together and she
    knows that she’s gonna change for her. Change. About every time I’m at milk
    without the girls. She’s always with some other chick. Change. My *****.

     

    Yes, I should’ve of told her what
    Gabby been doing, but I don’t think I could do it. She’d probably try and deny
    it. I did warn her about what she’s like.

     

    “Hey do you want me there?” I
    asked her, hoping for a yes

     

    “Ifif you don’t mind I just
    really need someone right now”

     

    “Sure look just wait for like
    10 minutes or maybe 15 or 20 cause’ my truck is dy” she cut me off  “hey look it’s okay don’t worry about it
    okay I’ll just eat some more chocolates and get drunk or something” she tried
    to laugh “no no I’m there alright just wait please I’ll be there”   I’ll always be there, I hung up cause’ I
    don’t want her to say anything else.

     

    Grab my keys, cellphone, jacket
    and I’m out of my apartment. I don’t think my truck is working with me today; I
    look down the street and it’s practically dead
    and where the ***** is the cabs when you needed them. 

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