I stood with my back to the rain, my hair sticking to my skin. I pulled my thin cardigan around me, this suck's.
Life suck's.
Everything, it just suck's.
I heard and muffled scream and looked up, squinting.
I saw two figure's, one pushing the other against the wall, god dammit.
I am not going for the good citizen award. I looked at the road, and got ready to dart across the road.
Then, I heard a pained yelled. I turned back and saw that the figure was running, the one that was pinned to the wall was sitting, hunched over on the ground.
"Sir?" I yelled and walked cautiously toward's him.
"Sir?" I called out for him again.
I was an arm's length away from him, when I saw red.
"Shit" I cried out and launched myself at him. I quickly put him on his back and he groaned in pain.
"Just, keep calm, and let me help you, okay?" I tried to calm the guy over and I saw the metal handle of a knife. I instantly pulled it out, the guy screaming in pain, making me cringe.
"Shhh" I hushed him, and pressing my hand on his wound, what the hell am I suppose to do?! Oh, right.
I pressed down on his wound, and I fumbled around in his pockets, searching for his mobile phone.
I heard a screech of tire's and I looked up, seeing black car's driving toward's me. I looked down, and saw the man wasn't breathing "SIR!" I screamed, he didn't responded... he wasn't alive anymore.
...
Oh my god, I quickly stood up and stumbled, they'll think I killed him! I quickly turned around and ran out of fear, oh my god... I TOUCHED A DEAD FREAKING BODY!
"F.B.I, GET ON THE GROUND, NOW!" No way.
I quickly ran down an alley way and quickly jumped into a dumpster, try find me now. Wait, if I just explain that I saw the guy and the killer and I was just trying to help the dead guy- "Where'd she go?!" I heard someone yell.
"I don't know, but if you see her, don't be afraid to put a bullet into her" I stiffened, well, there goes that idea. I stayed in the dumpster for five hour's, before deciding to get out.
I climbed out, landing on my feet. I quickly looked left and right, before running again.
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I entered my apartment and shivered. I quickly went into my bathroom and looked at my hand's, seeing blood. I felt sick, my stomach rolling and gurgling. I quickly pulled my clothes off and then got into the shower, scrubbing my skin.
I got the scratchy scrubbing brush, scrubbing my skin raw.
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I stayed in my shower until the water went cold, then I stayed in there for another four hour's. I quickly got out and wrapped a towel around my body and went into my room.
I quickly pulled on some sweat pant's and a sweat shirt. I sneezed, and I wiped my nose on my sleeve, great a cold.
I might as-well roll over and die now.
I got out and went into the kitchen and made myself a chicken, lettuce and mayonnaise sandwich.
I turned and glimpsed out of the window and froze, before hitting the ground. I quickly crawled into my room and let out a near quiet sneeze.
Oh my god, a guy, with a gun, outside my apartment veranda.
HOW'D HE GET UP THERE?!
I heard my front door burst open and I quickly got under my bed and tried to even out my breathing.
I heard around nine foot steps, all going through out my apartment. Then, two of them entered my room.
I froze and quickly put my hand over my mouth and nose. I felt my skin was cold, and my hand's were numb.
"Clear"
"Clear"
"Clear"
"Clear"
"Where is she? Where else could she go?!" someone yelled, furious.
I tried not to breathe, my heart was thundering as the black shoes stood infront of my bed end, right near my face.
I quietly tried to move backwards, away from the feet when my nose started to get a tickle, oh hell no. Don't you dare. Nose, I'm warning you.
I suddenly made a quiet and almost silent sneeze and I froze in horror.
The person stepped back a bit, and went on there knee's, oh. My. God.
I saw his hand's hit the ground and I saw a face peer at me and I looked at him, wide eyed.
I quickly rolled out from under the bed and I stood, the person also standing "Samantha, i'm Dr. Spencer Reid, i'm-"
"I don't care" I whimpered, seeing him reach for his gun. And I instantly jumped into action. I jumped onto my bed, grabbing my pillow and throwing at his face, making him stumble back in shock. I ran into my bathroom and slammed the door shut.
"REID!" I locked the door and fell back, into the wall and saw the bloody clothes, they aren't going to listen. They are going to lock me up in a prison with rapists and murderer's.
I sat down, a coughed.
People banged on my bathroom door "Open the door, now! Or i'm going to break it down!"
I quickly climbed into the tub, pulling a towel around me and burying my head down, trying to ignore the world.
No. I'm not going down like this.
I quickly stood up, opened my cabinet and grabbed the bottle.
I pulled the pill's out and quickly swallowed them, I laid back into the tub and felt my body go numb.
"THREE!" the door was opened, the hinges breaking and a man came in, holding his gun up.
He saw me and looked at me for a second "Call and ambulance!" he yelled.
I felt my eyes fall and the tub was being crowded around, people looking at me.
"Samantha, talk to m-" the Reid guy look's at me, and then pick's the bottle of pill's up.
And then it was light's out.
