Part 14

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3 Missed Calls, 1 Message

1 Hour Later

K.C. POV

I slowly came to. My body aching, legs weak. Taking in my surroundings to find myself still on the bed. A glance down at my leg and there lies Darien's hand sending chills down my back when noticing he's still asleep. Now might be my only chance to get away from these fuckers.

*phone  dings* New Text Message

Brett- Got pulled over by an officer. He was acting a little suspicious, guess that's protocol but have K.C. gagged and locked up incase he follows me back.

Shit he's on his way and he's close. Need to get out of here now. Creeping my thigh from under his hand, grabbing his phone and my clothes I crawl out of bed and make my way towards the stairs.

Darien- *Snores and adjusts*

Waiting for the next snore to creep upstairs the sound of a car pulling in over rocks encourages me to move faster.

*brakes squeak*

The door was locked the last time I tried to escape, when he comes in I'll make a break for it then.

*car door slams shut*

Meanwhile...

Darien - *eyes burst open* shit. Oh shit. *jumps up and dresses himself* shit shit shit.

*Brett walks in*

K.C. - UNH!! *knocks him in the head with a fire poker* bitch. *spits on him*

Brett - *crumbles*

Darien - *dashes upstairs*

K.C. - shit *makes eye contact with Darien*

Darien - You run you di-

K.C. - *doesn't hesitate and races out the door*

Darien - K.C.! *pulls his gun and shoots at her*

K.C. - *screams and stumbles*

Darien - Brett. Brett! Fuckin wake up man! *shakes him*

Brett - ugh. Fuck....what happened?...where's K.C.?! I told you to lock her up what the fuck were you doing?!

Darien - No time for that she's getting away. Get up and get the car!

I ran to the road and didn't stop. This was my last chance. My legs try to give up on me. My grip tight on the fire poker as if it's my own hand. I hear his car start and take of into the tree line to hide.

Brett - *backs out the driveway* What the fuck were you doing for her to escape?! Did you see any of my texts?

Darien - *feels his pocket* uh...*feels for his phone in panic* fuck. She took my phone.

Brett - *brakes and glares at Darien* MOTHERF— *shoves Darien's shoulder* what the fuck were you doing?! She probably called someone already!! *rests head on wheel* FUCK! *slams wheel and speeds out the driveway up the street*

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