from BLOCKED

I want it tonight. 1 2:30

I sighed walking through the house makin sure I was home alone. Luckily I was. I grabbed my bookbag and walked to the safe room and towrad the key pad. I typed in 4451. The numbers had gone through my head all day. I didn't exactly know what an AK47 looked like. I looked a picture up on the internet. When I found the match, I shoved the gun in my bag and quickly left locking the safe back.

I had walked to the Starbucks and bought a vanilla frappe. I turned around and ran into the last person I wanted to see. "What Shawn?!" I rolled my eyes.

"I need to see you." He grabbed my arm. He was much stronger than me.

"Miss, your frappe is ready." Thank the lord.

I turned around an grabbed my frappe walking away. I sat down in the back and plugged in my music waiting for him to tell me when he was here.

I felt someone jerk my earbuds out of my ears. "Shawn stop!" he pulled me up out of the seat. He grabbed my arms so I couldn't break free. "I didn't mean to hurt you, the song was about you, It was a totally different song but the record label didn't like it. They changed the song up." I didn't care to be honest. I just wanted to give him what he needed and get out of here.

I heard my phone go off. I looked at the table and it had said BLOCKED.

"Who's blocked?" he asked grabbing my phone.

"No one now give me my phone." I said annoyed. My stomach started to churn.

I took my phone out of his hand and grabbed my bag, walking into the alley

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"Here. Im done okay?" I handed him my bag and walked away. He grabbed my arm and I flinched. "Listen here, you do as I say and neither you or Hayes will get hurt." I started to cry, not only because of my arm, but because I don't want Hayes to get hurt.

I got out of his grip and ran towards the side walk. I yelled for a Taxi back to my house.