"Me to," I agreed as I wrapped my arm around her. "This isn't a joking matter John!" She shoved my arm off her slender shoulder and stiffened into a ball. "Cassie, it's okay," I started to laugh in a dark manner, "Peyton will get over it..." "But will I?"
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They say I am powerful. They say I am the darkness. They say I instill fear into the hearts of many. It is even said that the Devil himself is afraid of me. // Or the happy version: 'Dammit Dean, stop playing with the light switch, it isn't funny!'
Boots are made for sawdust floors, stirrups on a quarter horse. To kick yourself when ya been a fool, climbin' up on barstools. Two-steppin' under neon lights, ain't too bad in a bar room fight. And kickin' open swingin' doors, that's what boots are for.
They heard footsteps behind them, and I glanced behind us toward the beginning of the alley, we had hit a dead end. I looked up and saw a black something zooming in on us from above. I turned to my companion and said, "Do you trust me?" "No." "smart man."
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Kia snorted at Lock, who was seemingly chill about being thrown in jail. "Of course you were, this is how you got us into this situation." "Hey, you're not the one in a prison cell," Lock pointed out. Kia sighed. "I might be if you don't shut up."