BREAKING FREE

I watched as he undressed himself down to his shorts. I felt please because I wanted to cut off his manly existence. He looked at me suspiciously before walking closer. "What are you waiting for?, Take off your clothes before I become violent"
I didn't reply and I think he became furious, he grabbed my chin and that was when I pulled out the knife slicing his neck. He staggered backwards with both hands covering the bleeding neck. My hands trembled as the knife fell from it.
"You....!!" He struggled to say and his feet gave up taking him on a kneel down the ground. I was still in fright when he extended his hand to a box which was under the bed taking out a gun and pointing it to me. My heart lifted and just when he made to pull the trigger Clayton knocked him out from behind.
"Clayton" I called with so much of life in my voice but he didn't reply or sound please, he picked up the gun and walked towards me grabbing my hand and pulling me out of the room.
"They..will..not let you go.."
"What?, Who?" I asked and he pointed, I followed his hand and saw three tough men on black each holding a gun. "Oh my God!" I gasped and Clayton pulled me along...I screamed as I heard the sound of gun shots and breaking items. Clayton never let go off my hand but led me as we ran for our lives. I thought I'd die when I felt a strong hit on my shoulder followed by a sharp agonizing pain and something liquid flowing out. I had been shot.
Clayton wasn't stopping to listen to my 'I've been shot story' but kept running like his life depended on it.

We got to a huge door and he pulled out a gun pointing at the direction we came from. "Keys!" He shouted and I hurriedly pulled out the key he gave me when it fell from my trembling hands.
"Fast!!" I heard his shout and hurriedly picked it up forcing it into the tiny opening and unlocking it.
"It's open!!" I shouted and turned to him.
"Good let's..." His words were cut short when a bullet hit him and blood splashed on my face.

"Clayton!!" I screamed onto of my voice. "Clay...." I wept hard taking his hand when he grabbed me pushing me out though the door.
"Leave!!" I heard the last thing he said to me before more bullets hit him from different angles.
I turned from the scene taking my heels and running like never before, I felt bullets hit grounds close to where I ran but didn't stop. I finally ran into the bushes making my way as I felt I was still followed and chased by them, I didn't have any intention of stopping not even if I'm tired. I kept running even when I was no longer hearing the gun shots when all of a sudden, someone from no where grabbed me raising me above the ground. It was then it occurred to me that I had been caught. They caught me.
Whoever it was threw me heavily on the ground and pointed his gun to me.
"Please!" I wept with my hands raised up, I was begging again but I didn't think I was begging a human.
He braced to open fire when a bullet hit him on his head, I gasped and narrowed my eyes to the left when I saw another of the men. I hurriedly crawled as he shot where I was when another bullet hit him. I braced knowing they were three.
The tress behind me were lowered and I gasped turning to see an army on uniform walking and bending beside me.
"Sunny Anderson you're safe" he said and immediately other men like him rushed out running into the forest and surrounding it. I was safe, I knew I was safe but I wished...I wished Clayton was with me. He didn't even know my name and looked like he really wanted to get away.
I was extracted and taken to a military base before we got on a plane heading back home. That was when I realized that I was kidnapped and taken out of the country. I closed my eyes welcoming the darkness, I wasn't going to think. I would be alright once I got home....


I sat in my room staring at my new journal and pen, I was going to write about my experience with Clayton. To be sincere I didn't know what to write, I didn't know anything about him but I just wanted to keep his memory fresh in my head. I picked up the pen and opened the journal, I wished we had more time...I wished I had saved him...I wish we had.....