He grumbled. Getting up he grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge.
I'm Too Young To Be Here*BAD BOYS ONLY!*
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She leaned against the wall of her bed and watched the tv.
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Patch slowly walked to July. "Mornin sunshine." He chuckled taking a sip of the water.
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July snapped back to reality, ripping her gaze from the window.
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Patch smiled. "How are ya?" He asked.
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Better.
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Patch tilted his head. "Something wrong?" He asked not taking notice to the figure.
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If I cry You a River.....What Will You give me?
She shook her head. "Uhh no everythings fine.."she lied. She saw the figure move out of the corner of her eye.
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"You sure?" Patch asked etchy.
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If I cry You a River.....What Will You give me?
She bit her lip. "No...I'm not sure...." She sighed.
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He walked in and sat on the edge of her bed. "Whats troubling ya?" He asked drinking more of his water.
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If I cry You a River.....What Will You give me?
She looked at him, as if telling him to be quiet. "Look out the window..."she muttered.
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Patch gazed at the window to see what July was talking about.
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If I cry You a River.....What Will You give me?
[align=center]The figure moved.
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Patch stood up. "What the h*ll?" He murmered. He slowly walked to the window.
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(BACK FROM CAMP!)
She whimpered and pressed against wall. The window shaddered, and a large, buff man crawled in.
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Patch narrowed his eyes stepping infront of July protecting her.
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July felt tears slip down her cheeks. The man staggered forward, obviously drunk. "Oh my beautiful July." he slurred.
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Patch shoved the man back hard by his shoulders. Without turning around, he asked, "July, do you know this man?" His eyes kept on the intruder.
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"My dad..." she whimpered, pressing against the wall. He glared at Patch. "Give me my beautiful July..."