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He grinned evilly going into her bag.

‘Hay you can’t go in there it’s private.

He rummaged through her bag Gee this kid had a lot of shit in there.

‘Hay get out of my bag!’

He grabbed the phone. Throwing the bag on the floor. ‘You’ll never get in.‘

He grinned evilly he swiped the buttons unlocking the phone, it continued to ring.

‘How the fuck you do that?’ He put his finger in the air to silence her.

‘I asked you a fucking question how the fuck you get on my phone?’

He pressed his hand over her mouth. She mumbled into it. He gave her the death stare and she fell silent, he swiped the call button Alora screamed down in. ‘Where the hell are you young lady? School finished five hours ago, you should be back by now. You know to call, your father is splitting a mental. You’re grounded when you come back, where’s you brother?’

He cringed, placing the phone to his ear. ‘Good evening Alora.’

Silence fell.

‘I know you’re still there, Alora. I can hear you breathing.’