"There's so much blood, even her hairs going red" I stated,
"Her clothes are wrecked, help me get them off"
"You want me to undress a little kid"
"She's not that little she's the same height as me"
"My point"
"Dick, Just come here, help me" I helped him as he lifted her into a sitting position and pulled off her blue, well red T-shirt,
"I'm just glad she's wearing a bra" I laughed,
"and look its blue like everything else" I slapped him on the back of the head,
"Your not meant to be staring"
"I'm gay, I can stare at girls if I want" he laughed,
"No, not when there 14" I pulled out a switch blade,
"What are you doing with that?"
"Your not about to find out if she's wearing blue pants" Frank frowned as I cut the fabric,
"Your such a pedo I hope you know that" I pushed him over as I ran the blade down one leg of the jean,
"God no! not that, those Jeans are Calvin Klein"
"we can bury them in the morning" I joked, pulling away the scrap fabric,
"I'll bury you in the morning, can you get me some morphine, bandages and needle and thread" he shooed me
"witch one?"
"Blue" he laughed.
"not colour"
"The normal ones"

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