Stay Home (Machine-gun-kelly)

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I laid there feeling hopeless. I didn't know what time it was, nobody came into my room and it was just silence. I looked down at the red marks on my wrists and ankles from the latex bands. The rash going up my legs and arms. I looked out the small window to see the snow coming down in the pitch dark. Nobody was coming. Colson wasn't coming for me. I started to cry again, only go gag on my loss of breathe. The room was spinning again. Mitch walked in seconds later and grabbed one of the syringes and sat next to me.

"Now. Are we going to shut up and listen"? He asked.

I gave up and nodded.

"Good girl. Good news your tests came back negative". He smiled.

"Then I can go"? I asked and he shook his head.

"God no. You spit on someone. Your going be tied up for a bit". He smirked to his own joke.

Another person walked in wearing a hazmat suit and undid the one latex band. I went to swing but they grabbed me.

"If you do that then I tie you back up". Mitch said and leaned over me. "Calm down. They are taking you to a holding room".

I shook my head. "Please no. I promise I won't do it again". I sobbed.

Mitch shook his head and held my hand. "I'll get you some cream for that rash. How stupid of me, I didn't read your chart". He sighed and let the guy untie me.

When my feet touched the floor I sank instantly, only to he held up by hazmat and Mitch. "Get her out of here". He hissed and walked out.

I was put into a wheelchair and mh arms were tied but not tight. I was pushed out the opposite way down the dark hallway.

"Please don't. I'm not sick". I sobbed and the wheelchair stopped moving. The hazmat suit came infront of me and untied my hands. I felt a sigh of relief. "Thank you".

"Anytime sweets". The man said and pulled the mask off.

My heart skipped once again ad I stared into the beautiful blue eyes. Colsons smile lit the room as he took the bands off of my arms. He wrapped me into a hug and I started to cry.

"He said you died". I gasped.

"I can't die. Now let's get out of here". He smiled and gave me a kiss.

He put the mask back on and wheeled me down the hall to the exit. When we made it outside Pete stood there by Ned's car.

"There she is". He smiled.

Colson picked me up and put me in the car and quickly got in.

"You look like shit". Pete said and Colson reached back to hit him.

"I can't go back home. He'll check there". I said and Colson nodded.

"I had some help. We found a little hide out. Ned and Toby are already there".

He grabbed my hand and kissed my knuckles. After a few minutes he let go and sped up the car.

"Shit. We got company Pete". Colson said

Pete and u looked back to see a car speeding up. I turned back to Colson and he was smirking. Nothing is crazier then the guy you have a crush on smirk in the sight of danger. It's fucking scary.

"Hold on". He said and hit the gas, swerving through traffic cones and and other vacant cars on the highway.  "Take the next exit up here. He's far enough back". Pete said from the backseat.

Colson did what he was told and skid around the bend and made it off the exit but the car behind us was quick and made the turn. Colsons driving didn't make me nervous, it was the foot of snow on the roads. Colson handed his gun back to Pete and told him to hold it.

"We need to lose them". I panicked and Colson nodded again, now smiling.

"Are you able to climb in the back seat"? He asked, his eyes never leaving the road.

"I think so". And I got up, climbing back with the help of Pete.

"Buckle up". He said and hit the bend hard, having the car slide off into the last exit and down the ramp. I looked back to the other car that kept driving.

"Fuck yeah"! Pete yelled and patted Colsons shoulder.

"Were not out of the clear yet. We need to hide".

"Where is this hideout"? I asked.

"An hour or so out of Manhattan. We're close going this way". He said and put the window down a bit as he lit a cigarette.

Before thinking I grabbed it from him and took a hit, blowing out the smoke slowly. Pete and Colson both looking at me.

"That was fucking hot". Pete laughed.

I handed him the cigarette back and laid my head back against the seat. Taking in as much air as I could from the open window.

"Can we talk about how fucking hot that was. I'm hard now". Pete kept going.

Colson reached his hand back on the side. I grabbed his hand and I felt calmer. I wasn't sure what all of that was with Mitch. Did he want to kill me? Take me away and never return?

Pete lit a cigarette next to me and handed me it. I shook my head as he groaned. I looked up to see Colson looking at me from the rear view mirror, giving me a wink. This man was my hero. My blonde angel baby.