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2:15 am - Jesse

"Fuck! fuck! fuck!" I shouted into the empty car as I watched smoke cloud out from underneath the hood, quickly pulling off to the side of the road.

Thankfully no one was on the roads at this hour.

"Bitch!" I growled as I smacked my hands against the steering wheel, producing a loud short beep of the horn.

I just wanted to get as far away from here as possible. I should have taken the opportunity when it first arrived. None of this would have happened.

I jump out of the car quickly, grabbing the two black duffle bags from the trunk. I could feel my muscles groan against the weight of the bags being placed on my shoulders, I wanted to drop. Every inch of me ached, I was tried but I forced myself to walk.

Left foot. Right foot. Left foot. Right foot...

I would walk until I found a cab, or a phone booth, my tried limbs protested, in favour of an actual bed and a shower. Oh how i missed those, but I couldn't stop, and quite honestly I didn't want too. The only thing on my mind was getting as far away from this place as possible. I was leaving and never coming back. That was the plan, my only plan.

As I see a Taxi driving down the road, I began waving my arms as fast as I could, hoping I'd be seen.

Please, please. I begged. Not to anyone in particular, just anyone that could help me.

"Thank You" I sigh with a grin, in relief as I see the cab slow down, and turn towards m, coming to a stop by my side with rolled down windows.

"Where to?"

"I need to get to a bus terminal" I tell the driver when I'm seated in the back. Its dark back here, which I'm thankful for, it prevents me from seeing what those fuckers did to me.

"If you say so mister" The driver says as he gives me an uneasy look though the rearview mirror, but pulls away from the curb in the direction I can only hope is the right one.

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