Thirty

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Dabria pov

It's been two days since I've past out and I saw Julian. I passed out due to stress.

I'm currently in the living room with my family, Azaeal and his family and Axel as well. The ground door slams open. Our heads snap to the door and we see Victor and a few of my men. They have dirt on them and a few scratches.

"What happened?" I ask as I stand up.

"We lost." Victor says my men look at the floor.

"What?" I ask confused.

He then gets on his knees and starts to cry.

"Our f - favorite football team l - lost!" He cries I look at him and burst out laughing.

"This is not funny." He says getting up.

"Why are you guys dirty?" I ask.

"The other people who liked the other team talk trashed us because our team lost. So we all fought, we then played football against each other. Turns out we suck ass." Victor says as my men all nod.

"So you lost again?" Axel says laughing.

"That's why you're single." Victor says, he then leaves stomping away.

"Rude." Axel says as I sit down.

"Do you wanna hang out with me and Azaeal and Sabrina today?" Hope ask me.

"Where not going to the mall tho....right?" I ask. Axel looks at me knowing why I asked.

"No we won't go." Sabrina says.

"Ok I'll go." I said as they nod.

"Ok I'll go change then" I said as they nod. I get up and go to my room.

I enter my room and go to my closet.

I get a black rip of baggie pants, a black crop top and a black coat. I also get a black cap.

After changing I put some rings on

اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.

After changing I put some rings on.

After changing I put some rings on

اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.

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اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
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