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    Saturday, 23 September 2017

    Romance Story | The Diary Of A Virgin Boy 9.0



    Until.... It struck me. My wristwatch! Where the hell is my wristwatch?!

    I ran into the room, scattering everywhere in Search of it. Then I remembered, I wore it while going to that dick head house.

    Shit! It must have fallen off during our struggle.
    I began shivering, my thoughts escalating.
    'What if the police found my wristwatch?'

    They could trace it back to me. Gee, I fucked up big time.

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    Read: The diary of a virgin boy 8.0

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    I paced around for a while, brainstorming as to what actions to take. There was no other option, I couldn't let the police take me to court.

    I hurriedly grabbed my travelling bag and began assembling my stuffs inside. I had to flee before she arrived.

    I couldn't risk her telling the cops I murdered him. I took my diary from beneath the bed and shoved it in the bag, held it up to shoulders and walked out of the room.

    As I opened the door, I found her out front.
    "Fuck!" I yelled.
    "You scared the crap out of me," I added
    "So it was you?" she whimpered.
    "Baby I swear I didn't mean to, it was a mistake," I reached for her.

    She shoved my hands away. Walking into the living room slowly.
    "But you caused it, How could you be sleeping with someone else behind my back?" I. Looked at in the face.
    "Does that warrant you to kill him!" she smacked me.
    I exhaled and moved closer to her.
    "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to," I looked at her gorgeous eyes.

    She had tears streaming down her cheeks. I held her face, and slowly pressed my lips against hers.

    She pushed my back and brought a knife from her back. She swung it at me,
    Slashing my face.

    "Ah! I screamed.
    "What the hell is wrong with you?"
    She reached forward and swung the knife at me again, I moved backward hitting her left arm thus ripping the knife off her hands.

    "Stay back I don't want to hurt you," I said.
    "It's too late the cops are right outside," she responded.
    Fuck! She came at me pushing me off my feet, she grabbed the knife and stabbed me.

    I.... I...

    TO BE CONTINUED (Here)


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