part6

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The boy with the hazel eyes grabs me and wraps me up in the bed blanket even though it had some of my juices on it, Ewww. I try to scream again but it seems that my voice had again went away.  He held me in his arms with a tight grip and it felt like he was crushing my bones. I began to tear up because that shit hurt! He jumps out the window with me in his arms! OH MY FUCKING GOSH! I thought we were gonna die, Im so scared and worried. Im worried about me, I don't give a fuck about him. We reached the ground safely, its like this dude just flew down. Hes running with me through the forest in the pitch black fucking forest. I get my voice back and then I start to scream again. " bitch stop screaming, nobody gon find you!," he yells at me. I look at him dumbfounded that he just called me a bitch. Im hitting him in the face and kicking him to let me down but he wont and he just pulls out the knife and puts it to my throat " I swear if you don't shut the fuck up I will cut out your throat and make you eat it back into place!," Okay now that was a little convincing that maybe I should shut up. So Im just over here in his arms and he is still running. He stops near a big rock  and places me on it. He Ties my hands down with a nearby vine, which seems like that has also been planned. He also ties down my legs then he stands over me with the knife in his hand. He places the knife near my throat "don't scream baby girl, it will only make it worse." I feel the knife piercing my throat and I feel my blood drizzling out slowly. I cant move or scream because I don't want it to hurt more than it already does. Im silently tearing and he is looking at me straight in my eyes, I feel my soul slipping away every second that goes by.  As soon as I thought I was going to die, I saw something unexpected. The knife was knocked away from my neck and I saw the guy I saw earlier, you know the one that asked for my number and I said I had to go home and help my sick grandmother, yeah that one. I saw them fight and then a thought crossed my mind, WHERE THE FUCK IS MY PHONE??!?! I know, that was the first thing that crossed my mind  yes I am a phone head and plus it would really come in handy right now. My blood is drizzling down to the blanket and its starting to seep in. Im trying to pick up my head to look at whats happening but I've lost too much blood. Then I feel a soft touch and I see a nice face, he looks sorry and concerned but then I pass out.

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