Behind the Curtains

Part 10

I swam deeply by the water as soon as reach it. I know they're going to shoot me so the deeper I get, the farther I'll be from the inevitable death.

I'm so glad I know how to swim and I have diving lessons learned.

Why do I have to experience this things right now?!

I almost reached the bottom when I felt I need some air. I hurriedly turned left and try to come out of the water. I heard the guns were fired across the waters and it's good I'm already at the other side of the bridge.

God, I'm tired already!

I started to kick myself as fast as I could to reach the river banks before anyone of them notices me. I'm already behind the rock when I heard another series of firings at this side. I took a peak and saw them trying to find me and at the same time, throwing bullets by the river.

Ugh. Fool them. I'm still alive.

I started to crawl out of the rock and tried to hide myself from the eyes of my pedators. I hurriedly ran towards the thick forest as soon as I got up. When I get there, I felt how terrible I just had gone through.

I felt my body shaking not only by the cold caused by the water but also because of the shocking events that I had experienced.

I suddenly felt tired. I just bent my knees and sat in the ground without caring what I am sitting behind. I'm tired and full of dirt and also soaking wet. So why the hell I should really care where to sit?!

I felt my stomach growled. I am starving already. I'm also starting to get thirsty and I don't have any idea which way I could take to get out of this forest. I started walking once again.

Now that I'm walking, I started to get worried of my Mom and Dad, of Matthew my brother and Michelle, my younger sister. They might be in trouble right now. And I still don't know the reason why Mom has to call me earlier. Oh God! Please take care of my family! Spare them all the troubles. Let me be the one, the only one to face them, not my family, please!

I was about to walk farther when I realized I was walking in circles. And the more I walk around, the more I felt tired and hungry amd thirsty. So I sat up and tried to relax. I shall not waste my energy if I am aiming to survive.

****

"So, how many men have you seen in the crime scene?" asked the Chief of Police. I am now here at the Police Department and is interrogated by this dumbassed Police.

His questions were either a repetition of the previous one or a rephrased inquiry.

Luckily, 911 was able to come just minutes after I called for help. They managed to catch two of the bastards and the rest had a chance to escape. The ones that they captured are: The one who is operating the crane, and the one who jumped off the bridge.

I told them everthing that I saw but I didn't tell them that I was tailing June Vineyard that afternoon. I also handed them the copy of the video footage that I managed to capture but I saved a copy to my phone and sent several social media websites and also sent to some e-mail addresses of known media men so that the story itself will come out in the open. I know, sometimes the authorities nowadays couldn't be trusted too much anymore.

So I made it sure enough.

It's also good that I'm taking up Law. I know how to make myself safe from being one of the suspects.

"I said I saw ten up to fifteen people, all carrying a gun. They throw fires to that girl inside her car and even after she had fallen off the car to the river water. The ones on foot that time managed to escape using their cars when they heard the sirens approaching. And of course the ones that you captured are the ones who are at a vulnerable positions that time." This time, I stressed all my words and made myself clear.

The Police man just nodded and handed me a record book and a pen.

"Ok. Thank you for the full cooperation. Please leave us your mobile number so we can give you an update regarding this case. After that, you may leave." He said and turned his attention to the computer in front of him.

I obliged. I wrote my number and even added my landline.

I intended to search the whereabouts of June. I won't go home till I see her safe and sound. I know she's alive and  that she's just around the riverbanks right now.

I just hope no one from her assasinators have found her yet.

****

I'm starting to shiver from the cold and fever already. I have removed my clothes and let them dry in one of the tree branches. The forest is so thick that no lights could penetrate. I have lost my phone and I'm not sure whether it's still inside my car or it had fallen to the water.

As I hang my clothes, I'm lucky to find one of my lighters on my pocket. This is the advantage of an occasional smoker.

I was able to put on a bon fire and was able to warm myself with it. But the lack of food and water made me sick.

I started to imagine the news that will surely pop on my mind.

"The Pop Punk Princess is nowhere to find after an assault from unknown group of firearmed men".

Wow. And how about my family?

"The family of a singer-actress June Vineyard is now grieving for the loss of their beloved daughter."

And my classmates and shoolmates?

"The whole class of Home Interior and Fashion Design is now conducting a homily for the unfortunate singer-actress, June Vineyard."

Sh*t! Why do I have to think of these types of scene when I am still alive?! Well, that's how cruel the media men most of the time.

Lord, please be with my family now. Let them know within their hearts that I am safe, alive and is a proud survivor. Don't let them believe of the rumors and gossips that I know will surely come out.

This are the last things that ran on my mind before I fell asleep.