Moving on (Tate Langdon)

chapter 6

3 years later:

I heard the door creak open. Light shined through making me cover my eyes. A man walked in. I let out a squeak and coward away.

"Get over here bitch." He said. I stayed still. Not moving an inch. He then let out a frustrated sigh and walked over to me grabbing my hair and pulling out of the room. I closed my eyes in pain. He threw me down on the floor in front of a lot of guys.

"How much is she?" one of the men asked.

"$1,000." My master replied. I hate calling him master but he owns me. Than right then the bidding started. I heard numbers being thrown out until finally my master settled on the final price for me.

"$10,000 for the pretty lady it is." He said. I just closed my eyes letting tears slip. I was then grabbed and thrown at a man around his 40's. It was disgusting he was buying teenage girls to use for amusement.

I was brought to a car and thrown in the back. The man got in after me. I looked around my surroundings not recognizing anything. I heard the car start and we started driving. It felt like we were driving for hours until I recognized something. It was my school.

Before I could think anything through. I was punching the man in the face. He staggered back in pain. I punched the window not caring about the pain. The window was big enough for me to jump through. I jumped out fast landing on concrete. My body rolled. I let out a scream of pain. I saw the car stop. I got up and started running. I heard gunshots in the distant. I saw a bullet wheeze past my head. I screeched and ran into the woods. I turned around real quick and saw him chasing me. For an old guy he was fast. I picked up speed and ran with all my might. I saw an opening in the trees. I ran out of the trees. I was on my street. At that moment I ran faster than I ever did in my life. I saw the gates to my house. They were closed. Shit.

I screamed for help. Freaking out. I saw the man getting to where I am. The gates opened and I felt my body being yanked in. I was pulled close to someone's chest. I pushed the person away and saw the man standing there Pointing a gun at me. I heard the gun go off. I felt the bullet go into my stomach. I froze. My hands went to my stomach covering the wound. I than fell back into someone's arms. I was put down on the ground.

"Please don't die." I heard a voice repeating. I looked up at the person. He had dark brown and blonde. I knew him. I just couldn't remember his name.

"El please done die." He said. I felt wetness on my cheeks. I was crying. I smiled up at the person. I brought my shaky hands up to his face. I brushed his hair out of his face.

"Tate." I whisper. My breathing slowed. I took a shaky breath. Than just like that. I took my last breath. Only seeing the beautiful boy that got me through this mess.