Hard Life

Its my fault

I sat and watched T.V while George was doing work far away from me in his room with the door closed. It was getting pretty late and my brother hasn't returned home for hours from whatever he was doing. I'm worried he had gotten hurt. I try not to think about it too much because I'm sure he's just fine.

It definitely is great that I don't have George sitting next to me, rubbing my thigh. Seriously he's getting creepier every day. Please, I just want to leave. I can't take it anymore. I'm so scared when George is around me now. I can't predict his movements.

After about a few moments, Logan walks through the door. His hoodie, bloodier then the previous time I saw it. I hurry and get up to hug him but he puts up his arm telling me no. I really do wonder what he does for a job. No one will answer me when I ask. As he walks to George's room, he limps.

"Are you alright, Logan?" I ask in a really worried voice. He nods slowly and knocks on George's door. A hand reaches out holding a package. They whisper a few words before Logan takes the package. I can't take it anymore!

I run upstairs and hurried to put on some jeans, a black jacket, and shews. I watched Logan, from the top of the stairs, as he left. He seemed to be in a lot of pain. Why would he lie to me? Well now it's time to find out.

After waiting a moment, after Logan left, I walk downstairs and slowly opening the front door. I made sure to close the door behind me quietly. I then spin around and scan the area for the limping Logan. Once I spotted him off in the distance, I put my hood up and walk in his general direction. I kept a good distance between us so he couldn't spot me if he turned around.

It seemed like we had walked for miles. My feet were starting to hurt. The only thing keeping me going was my curiosity. I also liked looking around the town at night, although it's my first time seeing it like this. It's really pretty out. The lights seem to shine so bright. The roads are half empty at night. George barley let me out the house because he thought it was too dangerous. Well guess what nothing's happened to me.

I saw Logan turn a corner. I rushed to the corner of it as he was completely out of my sight. Logan barely limping now, went straight up to two guys. Both men had huge grins on their faces. They started to talk but I just couldn't hear them. I hurried to get closer. I wanted to know what they were talking about. I hid behind some boxes. I don't think they saw me at all.

"Look guys I brought the package ten minutes before you demanded it," Logan told the men. "But we wanted it thirty minutes before we demanded it. Don't you remember our last conversation?" The tall man said. These guys don't seem like they are easily reasoned with. Logan placed the package on the ground stepped back, "Please I beg you not today."

Suddenly the shorter man grabbed ahold of Logan's hoodie, "Now you're asking for it!" I wanted to help but surly I would only make the situation worse. Of course I wasn't supposed to be here. I've got to get away!

I tried to return to my previous spot but I had tripped over something. I look down and see it's a piece of wood from a fence. "Big man, I'll hold onto him, you go see what that was." Damn I'm ganna get caught if I don't do something. I try and get up but the pain is too much for me to handle.

"Hey there, pretty lady. Why are you out so late?" The man asked me as he holds out his hand to help me up. This isn't good I have to get away they're ganna hurt me! I get up on my own showing I don't need his help. The pain is over whelming in my ankle. I stare at the man then try and run. Before I even get a step the man snatches me up and walked back to where Logan was. He looked at me then lowered his head.

"Put. Her. Down!" Logan demanded. His voice frightening me. "Oh so you know this little lady?" he asked deviously. "It's not that. It's just the fact that this is in between you and me. No one else needs to get hurt," his voice gets soft almost in a concerned tone. "Who ever said anything about hurting her? We were simply going to use her," The man said looking down at me and bounced me just once. EEWWWW!!!!!! He's such a creep. I try my best to squirm out of his arms as he looks back at Logan. I know it's no use but I have to try.

The strange man holding looked at big man, "Don't you think she's too young for that? Plus she's seen too much." Now I'm terrified. I squirm even more trying to open my arms and kick as hard as I can. What am I going to do? I should have never followed Logan here. Maybe then we wouldn't be in this situation.

The man holding me starts thinking, "You have a point little man. So what should we do with her? Beater her to death? Keep her till she's of age? Kill her quickly?" Logan somehow managed to get free of little man's grip and tries to retrieve me. Big man tightens his grip around me making it harder to breath. This can't be good.

Little man pulls out a knife, I try and warn Logan but it's too late, a knife is at my brothers thought. I gasp trying to get some air to my lungs. Logan completely stops moving, looks at me and keeps his arms at his side proving he's defenseless. I can finally feel big man's grip loosen and I can breathe once again. Now that I can see little man's face, he's ticked, "Through her in the street when you see car lights begin to approach."

So they're going to kill me? "What a pity. She is so pretty too," Big man speaks looking at me struggling in his arms, "Hey, Little man, can we keep her if she survives?" Big man begins to move closer to the street and I wish I could scream, but I just can't. Why? "Whatever!" The shorter man says more aggravated. I look back at my brother and see him struggling. It's pointless big brother. I am going to die here.

I looked down the road and saw the headlights coming by. I closed my eyes as I felt this man throw me into the street. The impact hurt. I think I scrapped my knee. This is my fate.

*THUD THUD*