47. The call 2

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Tricia's p.o.v "Here it's fine," I whispered softly. He parked my car a bit further from my house then turned and faced me. "Are you sure you are going to be okay?" He asked softly. "No, I won't be. The bastard will surely throw a fit." I answered honestly then took his hands in mine. "But what I can assure you is that he won't kill me, "I whispered. He pulled his hands away with a low sigh. "Is that suppose to calm me down. Because I feel like killing that fu...." "Hey," I whispered softly then pressed my hand on his cheek gently to calm him down. "I'm so happy to see such a reaction come from you. But I can't have you do that for me." I whispered honestly. "Tricia you don't have to go in that s**t hole alone. Allow me to...." "No, I can't put your life in danger," I answered s

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