Chapter 3 - Time

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6 days

145 hours

8,700 minutes

And 522000 seconds

That's how long I have been here for.

And what's even more depressing is that I still haven't got a plan. I am going to die

It's a fact

At the rate I'm going , I'll probably be dead by tomorrow.

I don't know what is wrong with me, I'm always strong and brave and fearless but right now I feel like the walking dead. I have to get out ; however this room and a certain someone is making this very difficult. I can't jump as there are no windows. The fire exit would be a option, if I knew the pin, which I don't. And too top it all off there are absolutely no weapons anywhere. I've tried it all, not even the chair leg will budge. I know deep down though I won't go down without a fight. The next time Tyler Comes I will fight.

Rose Hathaway style

I quickly got changed into sweatpants and a tank top , I don't mean to brag but I looked pretty hot. With my figure and curves I looked good. At any over time it would be the perfect opportunity to take a selfie and post it on Facebook, but this was definitely not the time.

I tied my hair into a sleek high ponytail and looked into the mirror. I looked like a badass warrior. Like something you would see out of the hunger games. I was ready for action.

I remembered all what ridley had taught me about fighting. But one rule had always stuck with me , never hesitate. That's what killed ridley and Olivia and nearly me too. I wouldn't make their mistake.

And then I heard him come up the stairs

I had no weapons, no plan or no idea on what I would do.

But what I did have was hope. Hope that Id survive all of this and that things would go back to normal.

Bring it on Tyler

An then the door opened and I charged.





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