Man I really hate writers block it sucks wouldn't you agree.
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Taking the folder and the keys I pull both straps of my bag on my shoulders. I run out the back door towards the run down shed. I pull the garage door up making it roll back. Jumping into the car is the best thing that happens to me yet. But when the passenger door opens I almost scream.
"Fuck what are you doing here?" I look over towards Jake sitting in the passenger seat. "Me what are you doing? Why are you running away?"
I don't know what to say to him so instead I groan and start the car.
"If your going with me then when I get caught I'm going to blame you just for the fun of it."
He puts his hand over his heart, "I would expect nothing less." I smile and shake my head before slamming on the gas.
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3 hours later and there still in the car
"Do you even know where your going?" He asks me as he chomps on his chips. Weve stopped six times since we left and it was mostly because of him. Sadly were still in Colorado which sucks because I was trying to get far away in the least amount if time. "Anywhere but there."
"Okay and why was being back there so bad?" Not these questions again. I glared at him before returning my focus to the road. "You have to tell me you are the one who kidnapped me." I look at him in disbelief. Seriously!!?
"I did not you are the one who willingly got into my car!" I huffed as I turned at an intersection. "And besides you dont need to know what happened it'll be in the paper eventually."
"Why?"
"Because my god damn father fuckng beat me and now his fucking brother is doing it but, he gets paid because he let other guys do it but not anymore, nope I'm leaving and going far away and never going back! Happy!"
He simply nodded. "Oh shit."
"What?" I look in the rear view mirror noticing the red and blue lights trailing us. Can this get any worse?
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Teen Fiction"Wake up brat." Oh god what's he doing in here. I start to get up but my hand is still cuffed to the table. "You talked child and now you will pay the price even if we are in a police station." He starts to move towards me and I pull on the cuffs a...