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~ A M E L I A ~ As I approached the field, Everett had his back facing towards me. Searching for ammo, I saw a crate of footballs nearby. I grabbed one and lobbed it with all my enraged strength towards him. Hitting perfectly on the bullseye I envisioned on the back of his head, he paused briefly before standing straight and turning around confused, which not too long turned to annoyance when he saw my face. His brows dropped, ‘What the hell was that for?’ I bolted over to him as fast as I could and pushed my palms into his chest, ‘How could you?’ I yelled, ‘You promised!’ Balling my hands into fists, I plunged for his chest again. He barely even recoiled from my raging thrusts, but nonetheless he grabbed my wrists angrily, ‘Shove me again and see what happens,’ he spoke through g