~{DAMION'S POV}~
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Could it get any worse?
What I was seeing could literally end my life.
"Oh my God!" I ran my fingers through my hair as I groaned in frustration. I was tired, tired of everything but I didn't want to go to jail for a crime I did not commit. That would be the end of me.
Resorting to one solution, I quickly went in and opened my safe to take every single dime from it.
Putting them in a bag, I zipped it and quickly looked for a hoodie which I hastily put on.
I knew they would come for me and it won't be funny. I was tired of being dragged like a lunatic. It infuriated me.
Taking the back door, I stealthily rushed out of my home.
What a life? I was no longer safe in my own home.
I purposely left my phone so they wouldn't track me. I felt helpless but I couldn't look to anyone for fear that I would be given away.
