Chapter 32

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"Justin!" I cried out as I ran out of the empty living room and up the stairs into my room, I knew I would find him here. Oh god he is looking through my stuff goodness

he is nosey.

"What?" he said turned towards me from my dresser with my underwear in his hand.

"Where are my boys?"

"Your boys?" He asked looking at me like I wasy speaking japanesse.

"Yes, Kyle and Ricardo!" I yelled as I grabbed my underwear from his hands.

"Are tehy old enough to walk away?"

"No!"

"Well I haven't seen them." He said with a smile as he turned back to my underwear drawr.

I slapped him upside the head, witch caused him to fall to the ground. I really didn't think I hit him that hard but I guess I did, I smiled to myself remembering that

this is probably the only timein my life that I will be able to knock him out or down. I left him there and started wondering around the house checking every place

that I could think of. I finally gave up when I knew Cameilla and Kimmy where going to be home from school in a few minutes. About ten minutes after I set down in the

living room and started to cry my eyes out in walked Kimmy and Cameilla and with Zach right behind her.Kimmy came in a set down next to me while Cameilla and Zach

headed right up to her room.

"Whats wrong Beth?"

"M-m-my boys they are gone." I said inbetween words as I continued to cry.

"What?!"

"I walked, to go to the bathroom and came back into the living room and then they weren't there."

Before Kimmy could say anything my phone that was in my pocket went off.

'I have your boys'

'Where are they?'

'Somewhere'

'Why do you have them in the first place?'

'Because I was asked to pick up a few things, so I thought why the hell not pick up a couple of other things.'

'Please give them back.'

'not until you give me what I want.'

'Never!'

'Then I guess I will be rasing them.'

'NO! Where do you want to meet up at?'

'Tomorrow at noon, at the old footnall stadium.'

'fine, see you tomorrow at noon.'

I tossed my phone on the couch and Kimmy wrapped me in a hug, she let me cry until I cried myseld to sleep.

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