Away

Chapter 10

I wake up and Chris is gone. I must be like 10 am. He left me some dried cereal for food. Gladly I eat it, I'm starving.

Once I finish I look around. The sheds old and broken down, I'm covered in dirt and my hair is in tons of knots, my clothes are slightly torn and my wrists are bruised and cut from when I was hanging in the chains. my an male is still chained to the wall, on a rusty loop that's nailed into the wall. I look around again. a few feet away there's an old tool box on a bench. I extend my arm full reach from where I'm sitting, I can't reach. I stand for the first time in days, once I'm on my feet my head hurts and my vision blurs.... up I fight it and I stand up straiter. I walk as far as I can, about a foot from the wall, then I extend my arm again. still can't reach, but I'm only about 5 inches away. I pick up my left foot and extend it as far as possible toward the wall, then hop a bit forward...the cuff starts digging into my ankle

"Ahhhhhhh...ooo...ooo...ooo" I complain as my flesh cuts. I keep reaching digging the cuff further and further into my ankle. Finally! I grasp the cold had handle of the tool box. I drag it back to my spot, it's not that big but I didn't relies how weak I am. I set it down and rub my ankle, my hand feels really warm now...holly shit! It's covered in blood, my ankle is cut so deep that blood is flowing like a fountain.

"Shit" I gasp as I rip some of my sweat shirt sleeve off and tie it above my ankle. I pull at the rusted clips but they won't budge. I hit them with the shackles that my arms where chained in. They brake off and I open the box...

Screw drivers, hammer, wrench, um.....ooo a Swiss Army Knife. I tuck them ice into my pocket, then grab a screw driver and a wrench. I start pounding on loop, watching it raddle, with the wrench.

BANG....BANG....BANG....BANG

I get tired and my arms start to ache. I stop and push the tools under a nearby wooden board.

~Time skip~

After about 30 minuets of sitting I hear foot steps.

"Brandy...what are you up too" Chris steps inside the shed, I lean my back against the dented loop so he can't see it.

"Just resting, I must have turned to much in my sleep" I whimper and I push my bloody ankle forward

"Gosh...I'll go and grab a bandage" he runs off wide eyed

"Sucker" I giggle quietly as I turn around to the loop and start wedging under it with screw driver. I pry at it and finally it pops on one side. But I hear foot steps again, in a panic I trow the screwdriver across the shed right before Chris walks back in.

"Here let me see" he says as he squats down next to me, I push my ankle forward, it's still gushing blood. He picks it up and pushes the chain down past my sweat shirt tie. He wraps it carefully, looking up every now and then. "Better" he asks

"Ya it's better" I whimper as I rub it gingerly

"I've got to go, I'll be back in about an hour" he says right before he kisses my head and leaves

'Creeper takes care of me like I'm his wife, I'm 14, I'm locked up in a damn shed, and all I've got to eat is dried cereal' I think as I pull out the wrench. I pull on the loop with the wrench, pull...pull...pull.

10 minuets later it just snaps. Tears come to my eyes as I realize I can be free. I crawl over to the screw driver at the other side of the shed and I put it up against the last link on my cuff, then using the wrench I make them work as a chisel type thing. It brakes off and it falls into pieces. I wobble as I stand, partly because of the pain in my ankle and partly from dizziness. With the knife that I tucked into my pocket in hand I limp to the shed door. Slowly I push the door open just a bit, I pear out to see all woods and a small, small clearing with a little house like shack to the left. I see Chris choppingwood near what I presume to be a stolen car. Turning to the right I limp against the shed toward a little winding road.

"Hay, hay" I hear Chris yelling

"Stay away from me" I scream as painfully I start running, I hold the knife away from my left. I keep going even though I don't hear Chris.

I found out why quite quickly.

From a distance I could hear a car engine revving. I started picking up the pace but I can feel my ankle bleeding through the bandages. I start crying in pain but keep running. Big mistake. The tears blur my vision. The car gets louder. I don't see and other houses, is this road a damn drive way. I'm never going to see Oggie again, Phonix and Cloud will never be chased, will never be together. I'm going to die.

I trip on a rock and land, my bad ankle, forward, my already bruised wrists land hard in the gravely drive way. The sound of a car engine grows louder. I pick up the knife that fell inches from my face and turn over so I'm on my back. Worst mistake. Chris revs the engender even more as he runs me over, I feel my bones crunching, everything is in slow motion...I relies what I'm supposed to do, I hold up the knife and slash the tire. The car finally hits me with the second set of tires and then swerves into a tree. The airbags pop and I see blood spattered on the back window. Finally, he's dead! I go to take a breath but instead I such in blood. I gag and turn my head as much as I can to the side and spit out so much blood I know I'm going to die. My lungs feel collapsed, my bones splintered, I try to sit up but my spine won't move, I can't move. So I do what I do best.

"HELP, SOMEONE HELP M-" I gag up more blood and spit it, "PLEASE...DONT LET ME DIE...PLEASE" I cry

"Hello is someone here" I hear an old man call

"PLEASE, GOD PLEASE, IM OVER...IM OVER HERE" I gag even more blood, I see him coming toward me...my vision is blurred with tears

"Oh dear lord, lil laddie where you in this car accident" he asks pointing toward the car

"N-n-n-no, he's had me captive f-f-for days, I think I just killed him, he r-ran m-me ov-v-ver with his c-car" I cry to him

"I'm calling the ambulance now, stay with me little laddie" I start falling asleep as he talks

"Hello, yes I was walking, she's in really bad shape, get here now"

"I'm in-" I fall asleep...

A/N
What up bitches?!?!
I know intence, right? This is the second to last chapter, sorry, it's almost over. and yes that ass-hat Chris is very dead. You're welcome...
Xoxo
~Jo