(Erica POV)
"Choose one, or all suffer." The robotic voice says.
"Choose one, or all suffer." Once more, the stupid voice repeats.
"Choose one, or all suffer."
"I GET IT. THREE TIMES IS JUST TO DAMN MANY." I say, closing my eyes and pressing a random button.
Who was it?
I look down at where my hand was.
Oh, poor Sky.
A returns me back to my 'room.'
Ok, so definitely a remodel after I get home.
Five hours later
What is that noise?
The door is open.
Might as well explore.
I see a light.
Day, Skyler, Piper, Taylor, and Mia are out too.
"What is happening?" I ask.
"No fucking clue." Mia answers.
"We should walk to the light. Light means day, and we are underground." Pips awnsers.
"Okay." I say.
We walk to the light.
"A window." Skyler says.
"Let's crawl out of it." Taylor suggests.
We exit the window.
"Rosewood forest. I know exactly where we are." Mia says.
"Get us the hell out of here." Day says. "I just want to sleep in my own bed for a week."
Oh my God. Did A wait until she was fresh out of the hospital?
A is a horrible person.
We follow Mia for what feels like hours.
Finally, we get out of the forrest, and end up right behind the police station.
We walk in,
"Oh my God." Toby says, running over. He immediately engulfs Taylor and Mia in a big hug.
"Can we call our parents?" I ask. I want to get home. To the heat.
To my fridge.
To my warm comfy bed.
"Yes, but for legal reasons, we need to take you to the hospital. However, there are more than one cell phones that some nice officers will let you use." Toby says, stressing the second part.
"For fuck's sake." Day mutters.
We all call our parents, and go to the hospital.
They scan my head for lice, and stitch up my arm.
Out of all the things in the world, lice? Why not rape? And why exactly that order?
Next, they scan for broken bones.
"Can I see my family yet?" I ask, breaking the silence.
"After I finish the tests. There is one more. It should take a few minutes. And be careful with your arm, we have to plaster that up."
"Is it really broken?" I whine.
"That is what it seems." The lady says, showing me the X-ray.
After that stupid test, Ian and Mom come in.
I give them the biggest hug.
"We thought you were dead." Ian whispers.
"There were times I thought I was dead, belive me." I respond.
"I am so glad you are back." Ian says, mockingly punches me in the arm.
Mom gives Ian the dirtiest look ever. Man, if looks could kill.
"OW WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU. I BROKE THAT!" I yell, out of pain.
"Sorry." He mutters.
They put my arm in a cast.
"When do I get to leave?" I ask my nurse.
"I don't know, darling, I don't know."
A/N
So I think one of my friends has a crush on me. I like him, but I don't want to ruin our friendship. We are really close, and that is great and peachy, but he is the best friend that I could ever have, and I really value our friendship.
But, however, I feel like I am leading him on.
Life.
