HERE YOU GO PEOPLE! IM TIRED BUT IDK WHY I CAN'T SLEEP!

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I turn another corner. Not realizing, it's a dead end. I turn around to get out. But the black figure is right there. It takes a step forward, I take a step back. Step forward, step back. Then I feel the cold brick wall against my back. The black figure is coming closer. I've got nowhere to run and I squeeze my eyes shut as tight as tight as I can. Tears started rolling down. Why am I crying I'm about to die I shouldn't cry in front of the murder. I'm crying waterfalls now little brawlin i'm crying waterfalls now legit brawling. I feel a finger on my face wiping the tears away.

"Wow I didn't you would cry waterfalls in front of a killer." Said a familiar voice. I open my eyes a teeny bit. A warm face looks down at me.

"A-Ace?" I say hesitant. With that voice you get after crying. Opening my eyes a little more.

"The one and only." He says grinning. Patting my head like I was a child. It might have been a relief that it wasn't a killer, or the relief that Ace was talking to me. But I let him pat my head. I didn't know how much I missed him until that moment.

I start crying into his shoulder. But not from fear this time. But from pure, sweet relief.

"I thought you *hiccup* h-hated *sniffle* me." I said muffled by Ace's shoulder and

my crying. I'm glad that he doesn't mind that I'm making his shirt salty and wet from my tears.

"I didn't hate you. Well, I did. But I understand now." He says, After a moment I stop crying. Realizing something.

"W-wait how did you get in my *sniff* phone." I ask suspiciously. He pauses, looking like he is debating something.

"It's your birthday..." He says, With the face of someone who is about to be prey.

"WHAT THE HECK?!" I say and push him away. I probably look ridiculous with snot-nose and puffy eyes along with all the other melt-down aftermath.

"Calm down, I saw you put it in once and thought it looked like your birthday but in numbers." He says looking a little guilty. He better be, he went through my texts, my personal space.

"We will talk about your invasion of my privacy. Right now you are gonna tell me where my phone is and why you are wearing super sketch black clothes." He takes a big breath, and starts explaining.

"So, after I got into your phone. I went into your texts, scrolled through your conversation with the bandit. Discovered that you were being blackmailed to protect us. So I thank you." He gives me a quick hug and resumes explaining.

"So I figured that you would come today cause it was saturday. So I waited for you all this time. Thank god you came because I was getting hungry." I have been swiping my nose furiously the whole time. My nose is congested and my nose is probably as red as rudolphs. But my eyes feel less puffy.

"Ok, I'm hungry too. Let's get some breakfast.