⚠️WARNING: MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT⚠️
UPDATE # 1 kinda lol UPDATE #2 later today
So I wrote this a little while ago and as I'm surfing my docs I found it and forgot all about it. Go figure. I have more one shots than I thought too. I'm always making new docs and leaving them. So here you go. This is an alternative beginning to Red Stained Love. What would have happened if Crystal chose a different path.
Red Stained Love- if the beginning would have gone a little bit different
*May 2015
Crystal's p.o.v-
I'm a f*ucking idiot.
But the adrenaline was pumping and it pushed me forward, it fueled every single step that took me to where I was now.
Running. Running for my f*ucking life.
Andy forced me into my car. He made me drive and then gave me the ultimatum. He was f*ucking insane. Just when I thought I was going to go for it, my adrenaline kicked into overdrive.
I kept swallowing down my fear.
I tried not to focus on the cold metal of the blade pressed against my gut.
And all it took was a single second. A single second was probably all I would ever have. When he looked over his shoulder and out the back window.
I pulled one of my hands off of the steering wheel and grabbed his wrist as hard as possible and pulled the knife away from me.
In the next second that Andy realized what I was doing, the tip of the blade was digging into his right arm.
He howled in pain, doubling over.
I swerved the car off of the road, driving up onto the sidewalk. Thank God no one was on it.
As my hands fumbled on the door handle I cursed loudly until I got the door open. I fell to my knees on the pavement before I was standing on shaky legs. And then I started to run.
Blindly into traffic.
Loud honks echoed all around me.
"CRYSTAL!!!!! GET BACK HERE NOW!!!" Andy's voice trailed above every single other noise. My get clenched. I was more afraid of him than I was of getting run over by a car.
Luckily, I made it to the other side of the road and I took in a deep breath. It hurt to breathe. My heart was pounding so hard and fast.
I looked over my shoulder and freaked, screaming as soon as I saw Andy crossing the street as well, swiftly swerving between cars. He was bleeding but the knife had been removed from his shoulder and was now in his hand.
His eyes and hair looked crazy. He was going to kill me.
I started to run again. I knew all the buildings along this route were all warehouse buildings. The only choice I had was to continue running.
I had to find somewhere to hide... and soon. I couldn't even will myself to look behind me again. Andy wasn't calling my name anymore.
Maybe I had lost him?
All I knew was I was dead if he caught me. And right now I was running out of breath. The pain was everywhere in my body and it was getting worse by the second. I wasn't a runner. I was thin but I wasn't in shape...
My boots were killing my feet. They definitely were not made for running and my ankles felt like they were breaking.
I let out an exasperated sigh and whimpered. Why me!? Why did it have to be me!? It was just horrible timing like he had said. Wrong place, wrong time.
