I hope you guys don't make fun of me for my bad writing. I really don't mean to be bad I just love the plots and the characters. I'm sorry.
I haven't really been given anytime to actually recover from the other day. Val called me and then I had to help Tyler.
Then had to cook a bunch because I was hungry, then I got high and forgot everything, then I was doing yet another project.
And now I'm in some random basement, chained up like some voodoo doll. "He's still asleep. Hand me the phone." They weren't very smart. "I don't know where it is."
"Find it." Running my tongue over my teeth, I quietly wrapped the chains around my hands. Lifting myself up, watching him step back with his eyes on the table filled with knives.
Pulling my legs up, I wrapped them gently around his neck. "Make a noise and I snap your neck. Got it?" He taps my leg. "Why am I here? Hm? What do you want?"
"Your father sent us." He chokes out. "Hm. Nice." Lifting people up with my legs was alot easier than it used to be. He was barely a challenge.
I heard his neck crack before I just let him drop. Pulling myself up further, reading the pipe I was chained to, making sure it wasn't anything more than just water.
But it seemed fine. So I pulled on it, making more noise than I'd expected. "Fucking- shit."
Pulling over and over until I was crashing to the floor. The chains still on my wrists. "Are you fucking kidding me." The guy squeaks out. "I don't know I just got here." I said, holding my hands up. "How?"
"I was asleep I swear- you're the fucker that helped at my- friend. You called him names. You slapped him if I remember correctly."
"Nope. No, no that was, that was somebody else." Making my way over, I dug my nails into his chest, pushing as hard as I could until I finally felt the bone.
Human skin is so much easier to rip when you're angry. "You made him cry, you know that? Made him wish he wasn't the way he was. I wanted to fucking kill you. But I decided to help him. Now I get to rip your heart out the same way you did to him."
He was screaming, yelling all sorts at me like I was about to stop or something.
Pulling the bones and ripping his heart with a smile. "Hm, you got a few issues don't you. Doesn't matter now does it." Dropping his heart beside him. I opened the door.
Knowing I had about a minute of freedom before I was met with the rest of his weird little robots. I needed the key for these stupid chains.
I needed music. I can't do this like this. Searching for the key was harder than the phone. His password was easy and he had the good headphones. Too bad he's dead now.
My shirt was missing. What the fuck is going on? "What the shit- oh god."
Shoving the phone into my back pocket, I jumped up. Grabbing the coolest knife I could find. The door was kicked down. "That's a little dramatic no?"
Grabbing the knife from behind me by the blade, I screeched a little. Grabbing the handle, throwing it like an idiot. "Fucking- balls! Ow!"
I was blocked in. I could either run at them and die or jump out the window and die.
Maybe not die but I wouldn't make it back in time to hand in my essay. "Fuck it." Taking the gum from the dead man, I grip the knife in my hand. Shooting at everything in my sight.
"Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you. God I love this. Fuck you. Oh.. fuck you too- and I'm out of bullets." Throwing the gun at his head, he stumbles back and I just made a run for it.
Giggling a little as I jumped over the fence. "Wait! Wait! I'm out of breath just-" this knife was all I had left. But if I killed him then I could get away easier.
So being the idiot I am. I threw it. He went right through him. "Oh my god that's disgusting."
Stumbling my way through the forest I heard the car following. "Fuck! Why can't you give me a break!" Stumbling back as I save myself from falling into the completely obvious trap.
"What the fuck is wrong with you guys- am I being played? I am." I move quickly, watching everything fall right where I stood.
"God I'm so smart." The run through this forest was not an easy pursuit. I did find an old building, and I know that going in there would make me an idiot.
But I needed the higher ground.
I needed a break. Or, maybe I just like the chase. Maybe I did just want them to kill me.
Oh who even knows.
I did make one smart decision. I called Diana.
"Hello, being chased, in woods, in a weird building. Location is on, thanks okay bye..."
I stumbled my way up the stairs, out of breath but getting a break. "I've got you now." The man says, holding the bat to my chest. "Do you have a shirt? I'm cold. I'm a little insecure."
"You're about to die I really don't think it matters." I gave him a pout. "Okay." This drop wouldn't kill me, but the bat would. "Oh god he's going to love it. Knowing you're dead."
"Ah yes. You get to tell my father that his only child is dead. Isn't that just so exciting? Good I can't even imagine how you must be feeling."
"It's thrilling." He pushes me back so I drag him with me. I'm not sure how he landed but I heard a loud crack. I had time to plan my fall which is probably why I hadn't died.
But my head was spinning and my arms were aching. I was covered in blood. Trudging through the woods until I found a road.
It seemed I had all the luck in the world at that moment, I watched Diana run out from the car. But my vision was going black and my legs were numb. "Oh fuck."
