Sirene
Running is the only way I could escape this situation in which I am right now. I don't regret my dicision as it's far better then being their.
I can barely feel the cold air brushing over my feets, they are numb due to the freezing temperature. I'm wearing a frock, just a thin piece of cloth barely covering my body.
I want to run away as far as possible to prevent myself from getting caught. These people have been chasing me for a long time.....
I'm sick and tired of this feeling, that scares me to a point. A point that I'll surely end up getting caught and being sent back, from where I made out with so much difficulty.
My throat is drying out of thirst...but I can't risk taking a rest and that's when I trip trip trip.
I realised that the small amount of money I had was scattered on the road.
I stole this money from the place I decided to run away from. I started collecting them as fast as possible, if not I would be inviting some troubles I can't dare to deal with.
The look of these cars maybe stylish but u hear them honking, their sound is so irritating. Just like a cat scratching a greenboard. Finally I finished collecting all my money.
'It's not your money' my innervoice interrupted.
'Okay..okay sorry' I just rolled my eyes and began my marathon once again. But realise that those muscle pigs which ofc were sent by my dad, were about to get a hold of me.
"No way... I need to run faster", I whispered to my ownself.
I haven't been noticing my surroundings... but according to me I'm in the centre part of a city. More of a good point for me, they won't be able to find me over here so easily. It's quite busy here.
I'm surrounded by tall tall tall buildings, they have always held out a feeling of terror in me. They may look beautiful to others but they have never stoped from deteriorating the inner tiny world of mine in a way only I can understand.
My legs have started to betray me but a relief washes over me as I noticed this place.
"I g-guess, t-this is a-a me-metro st-tation" my words are barely audible to my own ears. I was trying to breathe in as much air as possible...i don't have enough time to rest.
I rushed towards the ticket office and asked for a ticket. The lady had blonde hair, a chubby face and a pointed nose like those witches in the movies.
She must be in her early 40s but she is fucking as slow as an old women in her late 70s. Even old women would work faster than here. Finally after ages...she gave me my ticket.
The very next moment I made my way towards the platform, to avoid myself getting anyway near them.
My thoughts are interrupted when I unknowingly bumped into someone and I was waiting for the hard surface to hit me, and it did.
' U thought that, that person will catch you before you hit the hard surface. No way it's gonna happen you clumsy bitch...', shut up you silly brain.
They will get a hold of me if I continue my clumsiness. I need to stop thinking too much because this is not the right time too. I'll think about as many things as possible when I'll be able to escape from them.
'Get up and run sirene', my brain commanded me. Gosh my brain is too irritating...
This man standing beside me is a fussion of charm, good looking and hotty all together. He had those beautiful dark shade of blue eyes, you can drown into willingly. His hairs were light brown falling down all together till his eyebrows, whittling with his audacious personality maker. He was wearing those typical formal looks over his face, like those of a rich person. He was wearing a dark blue suit along with a perfectly fitted black shirt. You can see his built up body very clearly.... He had broad shoulders and that six-foot-four tall height wasn't unnoticeable.
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