*Erik's POV*
"Weren't you the one who thought I was dead and sobbed when you saw me?" Abdul asked.
I furrowed my brows. What was he on about?
"When we ran into that mall, there was an explosion, I was laying there unconscious and you thought I was dead," he explained.
Suddenly, all those memories came flooding back.
Wait, why was I holding a knife again? I dropped the knife.
"Everything alright, Erik?" the official asked.
I picked up the knife again, "Yes sir."
"Pretend that I killed you," I whispered.
He closed his eyes, I cut him slightly to make it look like I stabbed him.
"No, Abdul!" Nia shouted in her most dramatic voice.
I tried to close my mouth to not laugh.
"Can we at least bury him, sir?" Rozalina asked.
"Ugh, fine, however, Erik has to come with you," the official said.
I carried Abdul and we headed outside. We looked around to spot any cameras, we couldn't see any so we ran.
"They're escaping!" an official shouted.
I had enough of this. I grabbed the gun in my pocket and shot everyone who was running towards us.
"Error! Error!" I shouted to make it seem as if I was glitching.
When everyone was dead, I sobbed. I wanted to get out of this hellhole.
My friends came over to me and hugged me.
"It's okay," Michelle whispered.
"What do we do?" I asked.
"We need to get out of here," Abdul said, "Out of America."
We then ran to the airport.
"Do you happen to have a plane ticket to the UK?" Michelle asked.
"Yes, we do, there's a lot of people leaving the country so you're lucky," the lady said.
We all looked at each other and smiled. We could finally live in peace.
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The Bottles
Teenfikce"Be careful with what you do." What would you do if you found a message in a bottle? A group of friends play Truth or Dare which leads them to a very unexpected turn of events. TW: Underage drinking, mention of being naked, cursing, bullying, mentio...
