Forever Taken

Chapter Three

Picture of Garrett Hedlund as Ezra.

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Knocking on the door, I prepared myself to try to escape.

"What is it, sir?" the deeper voice asked. Well at least they're polite.

"This is kind of embarrassing," I began, pretending to chuckle. "But I really have to use the bathroom. I can't get my pants down with these cuffs on."

"Sir," the other voice said, "Can't you wait a little longer? The Luna will be back shortly and she will help you."

I rolled my eyes and tried to maintain a polite voice. "I'm sorry but I can't wait that long. I think it's what I ate before I came."

I heard one of them groan and the door begin to unlock.

"I can't unlock the cuffs, but if it is that bad, I will help you get the pants out of the way. No homo though."

The deeper voice groaned and muttered, "Make it fast y'all! The Luna will not be pleased."

When the guards opened the door I burst out of the room without giving them a chance to think about it. I took the first opening I saw and ran faster than I could ever remember running. I could hear the foot falls behind me closing in so I took another quick turn to try to confuse them. The sound of them got further and further behind me the more turns that I took.

I finally reached a door and took it, letting out a sound of relief when it led to the garage. Thank goodness that my hands were in front of me and not behind. I grabbed a set of keys off the table by the door and pressed the unlock button, following the sound of doors unlocking to a black Camaro. I got in and fumbled around for the garage button. I hit it and the garage started opening. I put it into reverse just as the guards from upstairs came through the garage door. I sent a smile in their direction as I zoomed out of the garage and down the driveway. I watched as they ran behind me, unable to get close enough. There was suddenly the same man that stopped us when we arrived in the middle of the road, but I hit the gas harder, making it clear that I would hit him. He moved out of my way in the last minute, looking shocked.

When I reached the end of the driveway it felt like I could finally breathe again. I'd made it to a main road. Now I felt like I might actually escape.

The hope was short lived when in the road ahead I noticed a spot of blond. The closer I got the more obvious it was that Blondie was standing in the middle of the road. Just like I had with the guy in the driveway, I stepped on the gas and waited for her to move.

I was close enough to see the angry frown on her lips and she still hadn't moved.

Why wasn't she moving? I was going to hit her!

In the last moment I turned the wheel just enough to miss her, but the car started wobbling out of control. I clutched the wheel tighter and slowly pressed the breaks, knowing they'd be waiting for me to open my door. It didn't matter. I didn't want to wreck over this. The car thankfully slowed down enough to when the tree appeared in front of me that it didn't hurt me as much as it did the car.