Runaway

I. Fucked. Up.

I was in the back seat of their car for a while now and I was starting to get hungry, really hungry.

I could feel the car stop every five minutes so we must be in a busy area.

I screamed and kicked but nothing happened, and with the bag over my head I couldn't see anything. After a while I stopped screaming and kicking but I kept moving around trying to find a comfortable position but there was none so I laid there with my arm aching. I was bored now and knew I needed to find a way to escape so I felt around and tried to find the handle of the car door. My hands were tied behind my back so that was a bit difficult.

Moving around I tried to squeeze my legs through my arms so my arms would be in front of me instead of behind me. Easier said than done.

After I don't know how long I finally squeezed them through and I immediately took the bag off my head.

A dim bleary grey sky shone through the window and my kidnappers had no idea of what I was doing.

I lifted myself up on one arm and saw the door next to my head I was reaching for it when I heard one of them say my name.

"Why does boss need maya so badly?" One guy said.

"I thought her name was Miley" another guy said

"i dont know anymore let's just get back to Michigan." The previous guy said.

"MICHIGAN?!!" i accidentally screamed.

The men stopped talking and i covered my mouth in fear.

I. Fucked. Up.