Unexpected

Chapter 35

Maya being kidnapped right in front of me replayed in my mind over again, and again.

What bothered me is in the moment I couldn't do anything as if that's what the person wanted to happen. It happened in broad daylight infront of a police station you'd think they would have done things differently but no.

Its been 2 weeks and no one knew who took her or where they took her. I wished over and over again that this was a dream because I couldn't possibly be losing someone again.

Just a few days ago I told her that and now she's gone. Attending school was the last thing on my mind I couldn't sit in class 'learning' knowing that Maya was somewhere either dead or being tortured.

I sat in my room just staring at the wall wondering why was this happening to me. What could I have possibly done in life to deserve such pain and heartache.

Tears no longer could fall from eyes because I used them all up they had finally dried up.

I felt something buzz in my pocket knowing that it was my phone I ignored it.

It continued to buzz I could no longer take it so I quickly pulled it from my pocket launcing it at the wall in front of me.

Small pieces came crashing to the floor and I could careless my phone no longer meant anything it was just a material possession.

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Once my eyes opened smoked ambushed my face. Thinking that I was only still in fact dreaming I rubbed my eyes clean shaking my head clear, but the thick substance still continued to lurk through the air.

Once I breathed in the air I felt my lungs began to slowly compress. My chest intaking all the smoke causing me to cough a deadly cough.

Finally it kicked in the house was on fire. I jumped out of the seat and went to open the door. Once I touched it I yelled in pain because it was extremely hot. I looked down at my palm that was currently red and felt like it was on fire.

I was stuck up here with no way out and I caught myself slipping out of reality as my head began to spin out of control.

Holding myself up was a challenge right now because everything felt heavier. My knees hit the ground with such force and the wood beneath me cracked.

I think I died because my entire body had given out and all I saw was white.