His rough fingertips trail across my skin before his hands secure themselves around my delicate neck. When he chokes me I surrender all control. He hides my breath under his dominance. He rocks my body like the ocean does to a ship out to sea. Deep...
Run, run, don't look back. My heart is pounding, I've been living like a zombie for months and now I'm running for my life. My muscles ache and feel fatigued. I don't know if I can go very far without my whole body giving out. My heart is frantically pounding like it may explode.We make it down the hallway to the staff elevator. Colson pulls out a keycard and activates the controls.
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"When we get to the ground floor, we need to run to the back exit." He explains.
I'm gasping to catch my breath. "Where is everyone?"
The elevator dings, doors open moments later. "I took care of it. Come on."
I don't know what that means. He couldn't have killed everyone. Could he? We quickly get into the elevator and begin the ride down to the ground floor.
"Colson, where are we going to go?" I ask.
"There's a car parked out back, we'll take that." He says and dangles some keys in front of me.
"Where did you get those?" I ask genuinely curious.
"I promise I'll tell you everything once were out of here safely." He says and holds out his hand when the doors open once again.
"Okay." Without hesitation I take his hand. I don't care what he's done or what he may do, I trust him.
The soles of my slippers squeak against the tiles as we run, I can barely keep up with Colson's long strides. He leads me as if he knows exactly where he's going, never once needing to correct a wrong turn. had he planned all of this in that short time I'd been sleeping?
"There's the doors!" Colson says pointing to a set of large metal push doors. He pulls out the keycard he'd used on the elevator and swipes it at the little lock box at the side wall. The doors immediately unlock and we push through them.
I can't even stop to take in the fact I'm outside for the first time in a year, we continue racing to a small black car that's parked nearby.
Colson let's go of my hand. "Get in!"
I jump into the passengers seat. My hands are trembling from nerves, the rush of adrenaline. Colson gets in and looks over at me. He takes in my shaking appearance and reaches over to grab my seatbelt.
He buckles me in. "Almost home free, flower." He assures me and I nod my head.
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