Nothing to lose

Answered Prayers

I had no idea where I was,how I passed out or why I was being shuffled around. My vision was blurry,and I had a massive headache. I was so confused. When I looked through one of the bullet holes it was dark. Either I had been out for quite a while,or I wasn't where I started. To be honest I didn't know which one I wanted it to be. During the shooting I didn't want to leave. But now realizing I saved my own life with noone's help,I felt that I couldn't give up. While I was in mid thought I was moved again. It felt like a bump. You know? Like how when you're in a car and you hit a small pothole so your car jumps. But I was thinking I can't be in a car,but how am I moving? The box jumped again. It rolled,with me in it. I held my breath and stayed quiet,considering that someone might've been moving the box to see if there was anything suspicious in it. But when I was rolled I cought a glimpse of something. I was wrong. I peeped through a bullet hole that was infront of me. It was a window. Looking through the window I saw other cars. Cars behind the car that I was in. What the hell? I mumbled to myself. Just then my imagination took a toll for the worse. What if they know im in here and are about to torture me? They probably are about to drop me into a river so I won't be heard screaming after they dismember my body. I started praying. Dear god,I'll be a good boy if you let me survive this,I promise. Amen. It was short but that's all I wanted. Was to survive it. I wasn't gonna give up. Nope. Not this deep into the operation. The car then came to a stop. I once again held my breath. Not knowing if I was alone. I then heard car doors slam. Two of them. I peeped through the hole. In the window I saw two men on there way to open the car. They weren't familiar faces. So I forced my lips onto the hole inhaling as deep as I could before i'd become noticed (If they already didn't know I was in there). They opened the door,I held my breath. The two men grunted as they lifted me."Must be a big shipment,boss is gonna be happy" one of the men said. So by hearing "must be" and "shipment" I could assume they didn't know what was inside. Man was that a releif. But you could imagine the struggle of staying quiet while being russled and hussled around in a box with limited air supply. On top of the fact that I still wasn't the only thing in there. The men were carrying me together and through the peep hole,I saw two other men walking towards the car. There probably was more. While being carried,I thought of how I was I going to get out of the box,swipe a ticket and get on a plane without being caught. It seemed like my god answered my prayers on cue. I was placed next to a bunch of other boxes,but through the peephole,I saw on a table, 3 plane tickets. Florida Airlines: Departure time 9:15am arrival time 12:30pm. Gate 822. Seat 12 row three.First class. A 3Hour and 15 minute plane ride. Not too bad I thought to myself. Now I had to find out how I was going to get out the box without being seen. I had to think fast about it too. Once again on cue,a security guard walked by and the guys were at the car. I banged on the box screaming as if I were being held captive. The security guard pulled out a pocket knife (They're always loaded). And he cut open the box. I was yelling like an animal. "T-t-those g-guys kidn-napped me! And boxed me up with d-drugs! They said...." I pretended to sound shaken. "Calm down son" the policemen said. "They were going to sell me!" I yelled. Just then the men walked from the car. The security guard spotted them before they spotted the security guard. He called in backup. "We have associates with Florida's Most Wanted here.Black hoodies,black cars on their way over. I need 5 backups copy" he said into the walkie talkie. Listening to the sound of that,they were familiar faces. But then the men saw security and started shooting. The backup came quick. Soon there was a bunch of shooting. Oh no not this again. I thought to myself. But then I remembered I WASN'T the target. I grabbed all three tickets (just incase one escaped) and ran towards Gate 822. The plane was boarding. About to leave. I gave the flight attendant my ticket,and another showed me to my seat. Not even worried about anything else that was going out. I sank down into my seat,breathing heavily. Thank god I said to myself. Soon enough the plane took off. Now I was on a mission for MYSELF. To start a new life.

AN/ I was going to wait until the end of the story but i have to give  him recognition. Big Shoutout and thanks to Juanny_staxx there is no way in HELL I could've POSSIBLY made it THIS far with this story if it wasn't for him. He helped me with almost EVERY chapter in this book. When I got writer's block he wouldn't let me give up,and threw out ideas to help me.I don't know how to thank him enough. I honestly don't think I could've done this without him. So thanks He's also an awesome writer! Go follow him and read his stories. Me as a creative writer I think they're AMAZING. So go raise his views,followers,and votes up. Thanks you guys!