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I mumble now walking down the street because they insisted on upgrading my car. I kicked a rock. "My car was fine." Now I have to take another way home.
Dang it, I forgot I have to go to the dollar store. I turn around, thankfully it's close by.
Then I hear footsteps approaching me. A man runs in his leather jacket, his face covered in fear.
He slows down in front of me and then places his hand around my shoulder. Red alarms went off in my head.
Another person in a suit approached slowly. I look into
The barrel of a gun the man next to me was holding.
I fight the urge to sigh. "Holding a girl hostage? I didn't think you could get any lower" the man standing across from me said. "You're not any better, you might just be worse than your father." What is that ticking sound coming from?
His hand started shaking. He looked scared.
A shock wave is created I feel the ground shake and there is a loud explosion that I am still trying to figure out where it came from. I grabbed my head. Why are my ears ringing?!
I look at the man who held a gun to my head lying on the ground. My back slumped against the wall. I hit my head pretty hard. My shoulder is bleeding. I don't have time to worry about him. I take my phone out of my now useless jacket. Great, no car and no phone. I look at the other man he only has a burnt arm.
I take off my jacket and put pressure on my wound with it.
I pant trying to catch my breath. I look at the vomiting man across from the now-dead guy.
I look away from him. Wish I could help him but I got my problems.
"when you get done vomiting can you lend me a phone if you have one?"
I can feel Him glaring at me. I kinda feel bad for this guy. What made the dude put a bomb on himself?
I adjusted the cloth, he continued vomiting. I hold my breath slightly. I hear his steps come closer to me.
He hands me a burner phone. I put in the number I thought I would never need. Push in all of the numbers with one hand. Hopefully, she answers.
"The number you have called is unavailable please-" I ended the call and called her again only to not hear her voice.
"Aashvi better give me a raise," I grumbled. The guy was still standing there. His face showed no emotion while looking at me. I didn't feel like giving him the phone back but I gave it back anyway.
"Hey, do you know how to pop my shoulder back in place?"
He says nothing. "You know what? Never mind."
He seems emotionally detached. I stand up and the whole world starts to spin around me. I hold onto his arm and then
I close my eyes. "I can't sleep. Not now." I said speaking to my mom.
"We have a big day tomorrow. You should get some sleep." I pout. "But mom, it's my 10th birthday. I am a big girl now. I should be able to stay past my bedtime."
"You're not ten yet. Your birthday is tomorrow." I hold my bear tight. "It's midnight Mom! I am 10 now."
"Good night, sweetheart." She kisses me and then shuts out the light. I quickly turn back on the lights as soon as she walks out the door. I opened the book that I was reading.
Sherlock Holmes. This one has to be my favorite.
I flinch at the sound of a gun. I turn to look at the wooden door with tons of bolt locks on it. My heart starts beating faster when I hear footsteps walking to the door.
The door knobs start to move but the door won't budge.
I open my eyes, and I sit up. A cold sweat drops down my face. I look at the new room I am in. Looks like a hospital other than the steel table I am lying on. "You're awake."
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