Crazy

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Silence. That's all I hear. No sounds at all. I'm not sure if they know I'm down here anymore. They probably think I'm dead. No signs or words from Lance. He could be gone too.

I think I'm going crazy. I'm not sure anymore. I think it's because I lost a lot of blood but I don't know. I'm surprised that I'm not dead yet. I've been bleeding for hours. Or at least it feels like that.

My face hurts. I can't feel my leg anymore. I'm struggling to breathe. My rib feels broken. My wrist are all bloody from these stupid tight ass ropes.

I wiggle my body around trying to free myself but nothing is working. I'm weak. I can't remember the last time I ate or drunk anything.

I look like shit. I have tears and blood stain on me. It's somehow got really cold in here and I can't think properly.

I hear the door creak open and I see Tiger walk in. He looks at me and laughs. I stare at him confused and angry.

"Eli did do a number on you. You look horrible." He chuckled out.

I tried to say something but nothing came out. I just coughed. Everything hurts worse when I cough.

"I'll get you some water, then get you out of here. We have a surprise for you." And with that he left.

A few minutes later Lance comes in with a glass of water. He cuts the ropes off my wrist and legs and hands me the glass. I drink some of it and then sit it on the floor. I give him a hug but he just stands there. I pull away and just look at him. He cleaned up and doesn't look bad. He looks really upset though.

"Candy's dead." He says as a tear goes down his face.

"I-I-I'm sorry." I hardly croaked out.

"How could this happen?" He questioned.

"Tiger did this." I managed to say.

"He shot her. She was the only one who understood me. Now she's gone." He cries out.

"It'll be okay Lance." I say trying to comfort him but he pushed me away.

"It's all your fault! If you wasn't still here she wouldn't be dead! I don't understand why he hasn't killed you yet!" He roared at me.

"Lance-...." Before I could continue, he cut me off by punching my in my face.

He punched me on the right side of my face. As I fall on the ground, he storms out of the room. I feel my nose start to bleed and my eye is throbbing. Wow! Just wow! More cuts, blood, bruises, and tears.

I hear the door open and Tiger walks back in.

"Get up and get in the car." He demands.

"Why?" I choked out.

"This is going to ruin your little surprise but you're going home." He says.

"What? I don't believe you." I say.

"Well you better. I contacted your dad. Hey giving me the money and I'm giving him you." He says with a smile. It was a real smile.

I just nodded my head not wanting to continue this and got up. I walked out and got into the car. Tiger was in the driver side and the dude that stabbed me in the passenger side. The guy that I haven't talked to was on my left and Lance was on my right.

Tiger started the car and we took off. I felt my eyes began to get heavy so I laid my head on Lance's shoulder and fell asleep.

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