The One That Got Away

Chapter 2

"What do you mean?" He asked feeling confused.

"I mean. ." I got cut off from a bang at the door.

Ty whipped out his gun making his way towards the door. No one else knew about this place.

The door swung open, and there stood a male. Ty sighed and relief, "I forgot you were coming" he said, leaving the door open for the guy to come in.

"I can see how you were distracted" the guy said.

"Who this?" He said referring to me.

"Christina" my mouth spoke before I thought. After stating my name, I regretted it. I trust no one.

He just nodded and walked over to where the stack of weed were. He started to smoke it.

I started making my way around Ty's little house, taking in every detail.

It's neat for a boy.

I started making my way to the room I used to stay in and just sat on the bed. The wall color stayed the same. It was just plain and white with a few pictures on the wall. It was more like art design rather than family photos. I remember Ty was a really good drawer.

Being nosy, I peaked in his room. I wanted to see what's new in his life, since we didn't have much to talk.

Something near his dresser caught my eye. As I was about to touch the folded piece of paper, his voice startled me, "What are you doing?" He asked.

"Nothing, I was just looking. ." I trailed off. "I haven't been here in a long time. I just wanted to know what you've been up to", I continued.

"Well we can chat now. Josh left" Ty said. So that's what that guy name was.

"Oh okay. .so why was he here?" I asked.

"To deliver a message. But enough about me. What's been up with you? How'd they find you?" He asked.

"Well" I dragged thinking back to what happened.

I was getting on the bus, and I went to sit in a seat towards the middle of the bus. When I sat down, I felt a little, uneasy. I don't know why. A guy with a black cap came and sat in front of me. As more people got on the bus, the bus driver finally closed the door and started driving. As the bus driver was driving, I looked down at my lap, because I was trying to find some peace before heading back to my dorm room. As I slowly looked up, I saw the guy facing forward, as he sneaked his gun to aim at me.  I ducked my head so fast, I hit my head hard on the back of his seat, and I heard the shot fired as it missed me. People on the bus started screaming and trying to get off the bus. I tried to move as fast as I can. Trying to move in between this chaotic crowd. The guy got ahold of my sweatshirt, and pulled me back. I took someone's umbrella from someone's hands, and hit him with it to his forehead, making him lose balance between the still chaotic crowd. I got off the bus and started running down the block. I looked back as I kept running, and when I turned back around, I turned a corner, and a bag was put over my head.

"So that's what happened. . ." I came back to reality, after telling him the scenario.

"Wow", was all he responded.

"They were prepared this time. They had more guys around the blocks" I stated.

"Yeah, I understand why" he said smirking at me.

"You gotta do what you gotta do" I shrugged.

"And what I gotta do right now is sleep. I'm tired, night" I got up and went straight to the guest room that I usually stay in.

I went in the room, and started getting ready for bed. I put the flash drive-looking computer chip in my boots, and drifted off to sleep.

When I woke up, I woke up to a breeze hitting my back. I left the window open, and my sheets were sprawled around my feet instead of my body.

I was fighting the urge to get up, but the early morning breeze motivated me to close the window.

I tried going back to sleep, but I couldn't. Instead, I went downstairs to the kitchen and got a glass of juice.

I walked over to the living room to where the television was to see the time. I looked on the cable box and it read 4:07am.

I just sat down on the couch drinking my juice, staring at the blank television screen.

In the corner of my eye, I see the back door slowly shut as if somebody left the house. I dismissed the thought knowing I'm half awake, half asleep. After I drank my juice, I just put my glass in the sink and went upstairs. The back door being shut completely left my thoughts, knowing I might forget about it when I wake up later.

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Author's Note:
-These beginning chapters of this story is slowly going to become a drag. The actions won't come til later in the middle/end of the book after everything kicks in. So it's like, Christina is living a "normal" life right now. So enjoy her boring life 😂