The Escape

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SNAP!

I zip up from the cold metal "bed" i was laying on. I quickly take in my surroundings only to look down and find myself strapped in a straight jacket. I look to my left and see a bullet proof glass and to my right a metal wall and a class of water. Not enough resources for me to find a way out so i quickly lay back down when i see a guard approach. I close my eyes and steady my breathing so it will appear that I'm sleeping. Since i wasnt using one of my senses at the moment (eyes). All of my other senses worked better. As the guard walks in and shuts the door it feels as the a nuclear bomb went off because my hearing was highlighted. I feel his steps coming closer, closer until they stop. I can feel his smelly garlic breath flow into my nostrils and i almost pass out from the strong sent. i hear the guard take a breath in and yell. "SHES STILL DOWN MR. GONZALEZ, SIR" Pedro Gonzalez snaps his head back almost like an owl turning its head all the way around and he solemnly walks into the room. He can tell. He's just as good as i am. Almost better. But i'm too cocky to admit that. He slaps me accross the face. Hard. And i yelp in pain tensing my muscles and sit up. He throws his head back in laughter and i look at him sickened with my face throbbing. "Get up you pest!" He says coldly. Just like the olden days in the orphange. I try to slide my feet over and stand up but he takes his arm and forces me to the ground and i fall flat on my face. I cant help but think of my parents and how devastated they would be to see me beaten and uncared for. "GET UP...NOW! I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO STAND UP HEIGHTS" Pedro yells into my ear. I whimper and try to get up but its too hard with my arms unavailable from the straight jacket. I keep trying but he kicks me in the stomach and i cant help but feel defeated. Yet i keep going until i can get on one knee and stand up. He knocks me into the wall and i'm out of consiousness...again. I awake to a black eye and a throbbing stomach. Just what i needed. I reevaluate my surroundings...a little foggy from the harsh beating i had recieved. I was unaware of how long I had been out for. But judging by the light of the room at least 5 hours. I turn around on my back to see a vital resource. A knife...dropped by one of the guards. i squirm over and pick it up using my teeth. I manage to flip the razor into my cloth covered hands (once agian one of my many talents--excellent Hand-i-coordination). I stealthily and swiftly cut the cloth so my hands are free. I turn to look out the glass when i see a guard running toward the door to my cell. I know what I must do. As he apporoaches i do a bicycle kick much like the one in soccer but I very skillfully land on my feet like a covert cat.

SLAP!

 The sound i have come to love: a guard falling onto the ground. I feel a small smirk creep to my lips as i look around to see no other guards on duty. Big mistake. Gonzalez has obviously underestimated (or just "forgot") that i am far to good to just have one guard watch my isolated cell. I snap the small razor into my back pocket and grab my gun along with some loose ammo left on a table in the lounge. I glide out of the building with a pep in my step feeling very satisfied. I feel a creepy feeling on the back of my head--the same feeling i had felt when AJ was eyeing me for the first time after the orphange escape-- This was an unusually easy escape. Too easy. There was no way that i could get out this easily. I felt tense. The kind of feeling that someone's watching you--like you can almost feel the peircing eyes burn a whole through the back of your head--but then you turn around, and no one's there. It was suspicously quiet. I felt almost scared. What if there were a bunch of snipers out to get me? Wait! this was not the real Shayla Heights that was trained by the finset assasins! This was not the Shayla that-----

ZIP!

Oh gosh no. I dodge the bullet to see none other than my first fear---a sniper aimed at my head. How could Pedro Gonzalez be so heartless?

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A/N: anyway! sorry for not posting! i've been busy! and i'm sort of on a writer's block and i'm not too sure how to come up with more exciting transitions and scenes. I actually have no idea what to write next...I'll try to brainstorm tonight and MAYBE post tomorrow. Please give me feedback and ideas so i know what to write next!! My dream is actually to become one of those popular stories that win the Watty Awards!! i know thats far off.. but i can dream. Anyway, sorry for writing so much but one more thing!!! Actually two! 1. PLEASE tell your friends about this! i really want this book to get noticed 2. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE check out the book A and D if you havent already! it's really good! In fact, the best story I've ever read in my life and on wattpad. Its truly amazing and i'm obsessed! I'm already re-reading it! and keep in mind that its a finished story that won the watty awards! Also! Please check out my friend's stories---The Magic Diary and Behind the Red Velvet Door! YOU WILL NOT be disappointed with the books i have just suggested! Trust me, i wouldnt suggest them if they were a waste of time! So please check those out! and thanks to those of you who actually bothered to read this all! sorry for writing so much! i promise these A/N's wont be as long in the future...its just my first one.. so yea i'll stop talking now! Thanks for reading and Enjoy! :)

~KitKat♥

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