《Too Late - a Jenzie Story》Chapter 6 - Anger
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Chapter 6 : Anger
Johnny opened his eyes. He went into the bathroom to splash water on his face, only to come back in his room to see Kenzie tapping on the window!
"Morning" Kenzie smirked. Johnny's face immediately lit up.
"How'd you get up here?" Johnny asked, looking down through the window.
"I sorta, well, climbed up the pipes"
"Climbed up the fricken pipes!"
"Yeah"
"Woah, you must be strong climbing all the way up here". All of a sudden Kenzie's phone lights up. She looks at her phone, only to giggle and smile.
"You look happy.Who's that from?" Johnny said.
"Oh, just Brandon" Kenzie said.
"Brandon huh" Johnny frowned. He clenched his fists.
" Johnny, are you ok? You're making the face you made the time when you came round mine." Kenzie questioned. Johnny's blood started rushing faster like he was going to explode. He slammed the window tight shut against Kenzie's face.
Kenzie was obviously panicking and shouting to Johnny through the window, however Johnny could only hear muffles of tears and sadness. But at the time Johnny did not regret what he did, but that was about to change.
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