As I tried to stand up a painful cramp hit my leg hard, I gasped as I tried to walk it off. It was useless of course, how could you just walk a cramp off?
"HOPE!", Austin yelled.
"What?"
"Come here."
I tensely walked down the steps. I hoped Austin wasn't drinking, it sounded like he was. I learned the beatings were way worse when he was drinking. I entered the living room and for a moment I wondered where my Mom was, but then I remembered that she was at work not that it mattered. Mine and my Mom's relationship was like a relationship between a student and his homework. She ignored me but I was always there, and when we came in contact it wasn't very pretty.
"What do you need?", I asked.
Austin drew his hand back, "Do not back talk to me."
"Okay."
"What?"
"I'm sorry.", I lied.
"Good. Now listen carefully, okay?"
"Okay."
"I want you to take this box to the warehouse-"
I cut him off, "The warehouse that I went to before?"
Austin nodded, "Yes that one. I want you to take this box drop it off on the steps then knock, then you run for your life. Got it?"
"Got it. But why do I-"
Austin interrupted me, "Don't ask questions just do it."
"Okay."
I did exactly as Austin told me to. I held the box carefully and took it to the warehouse. I was so scared when I knocked on the door. Then I took off running as fast as I could, just as Austin told me to. I stopped suddenly when I heard a massive explosion. I quickly turned around to see the warehouse on fire. People were staring at it and I just stood there staring at it, trying to figure out what happened.
Then I realized that inside the box was a bomb.
And I had just killed people.
I was a murderer.
*Sorry for the short chapter, I'll try to make the next one longer. What do you guys think so far?*
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Light at the end of a tunnel
FanfictionSeventeen year old Hope Lewis has been put through hell. She has been bullied, abused, harassed, and thrown between different foster homes. When she returns home for the third time, it only gets worse. It seems as if no one cares if Hope lives or di...