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Danny and Owen. Two young lovers. Banned from seeing each other by disapproving parents. They do everything they can to stay together. But their parents are onto them.

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5. Retrieval-Danny

I pace around my room trying not to punch something. How could she be such a bitch? Mum locked my phone away somewhere in her room and every time I use the home phone she listens in on the conversation is I can't possibly talk to Owen. I need to do something. Anything. Punch a wall. Rip up the maths homework I spent three hours in. Smash the lamp that sits lazily on the bedside table. But I don't. I won't. Because I know things will only get worse. 

Nat swaggers into my room just like he does any other day as if he owns it. 

"Sup bitch"

"Piss off Nat I'm not in the mood" he walks towards me. The urge to irritate me is too big to ignore.

"You crying over your pathetic boyfriend again? Just get over it already. He's probably over you now he's realised what a bitch you are." I can't help it. I slap him as hard as I can. Nat glares at me daring me to hit him again.

"Get out of my room Nat. I'm not in the mood" I say this in a monotone and drop onto my bed picking up my iPod and headphones. He whacks me on the arm. I glare up at him. I don't want a fight. Another reason for mum to be annoyed at me. I stand up calmly grab his ear and crush it in my iron grip. 

"Shit! Let go you bitch!" I don't let go till I've lead him out of my room then slam it in his face. I kick the door before I turn away releasing some of the new anger that's built up inside me. 

I have to get out. I have to see Owen. I have to get my phone back. 

 

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I check my clock. Half midnight. Everyone's asleep. I have to try. It won't be hard finding my phone. It can only be in so many places. I just have to keep quiet. But with my heavy feet it'll be like slamming a door with every step. I get up and ease open the door. It creaks slightly but no one stirs. I creep out of my room and across the landing towards my mums room. The door is wide open as usual saving me from another obstacle, I make sure to miss the one creaky board just past the door frame and tip toe in. I navigate the dark room the subtle light of my alarm clock, checking draws; cupboards; socks till finally I see it tucked away in the wardrobe in one of dad's old shoes. I grin and leg it out of the room and into mine. I turn it on and begin to type.

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