Eighty nine

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Rosa's pov "Are you mad?" I asked angrily when I saw what was before me. Norman was shooting bottles off the old car in the woods. "Are you crazy? I almost died out of fear. Why the f**k will you be shooting at empty bottles? What the f**k, Norman", I yelled at him, placing my hand over my chest in fear and walking towards him with anger. "What the f**k are you doing here?" He asked me. It wasn't the question he asked me that shocked me though. It was the gun that was pointed to my head that got me rooted to the floor. "Why do you not understand my simple request? Leave me the f**k alone, Rosa Mendez", he said with his gun still pointed at my head. He walked right past me and it took me, a good five minutes before I could move. I was sweating profusely and all I could think was, '

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