"Jesus fuck, my chest hurts."
I had awoken in the back of the van, my, I stood my upper body up a little to get a better view of myself.
I looked at my stomach.."the same bandage strap" I whispered in my thoughts.
Looking over at the driver's seat Cat was deeply asleep...."was it a dream?" Said confused like.
"What if I copy what happened in the dream..."
"Cat!"
She leaned over and slapped the back of my head. "Oh god"
"Martin I was sleeping in the drivers seat."
"I apologize"
"Hey its fine, it was my fault."
"Its good."
"Well i guess i slept enough...eh..uhm oh yeah, here is some food, might help your empty stomach."
"What if it isn't the same snacks she gave me.."
Cat had handed the same Hershey bar from before. I just stared at it for quite awhile trying to maybe find some sanity on what's happening.
"I also have some Mountain Dew for you Martin."
"Oh."
"Babe what's wrong."
"I'm just not hungry, nor thirsty but thank you Cat, you have it..please."
"Sure babe"
"We're lost" I had said to myself.
"Uhm yeah, how did you know you were asleep?"
"Eh, educated guess."
"Alright."
Cat hands me the flashlight,"go-" I cut her off before she finishes."I'll go look for gas."
"Oh"
"What Cat"
"I mean you were almost killed, I thought you wouldn't go, and how did you know we needed it."
"You fucking Hippocratic... Motherf-"
But I stopped talking my thoughts and left out the back of the van.
"Shit almost forgot"
I remembered I had asked her for a gun. "Babe hand me a gun."
"Alright."
I walk along the same road as before, though it was still odd to me why this is going in repeat. But without hesitation I walk up to the lady and as she catches glimpse of me she tries to bite me, I pistol whipped her across the face which was no affect but only tossing her to the ground. I then shot her in the head. "Bitch.."
"Honestly all this is crazy but I'm glad I got to fuck her up." I said in my thoughts with a slight grin on my face.
Though still, I think about my father..and my survival.
"Fucking kidding me?"
I saw a gas station at a distance and it was odd considering I didn't see it before but I'm still grateful that its there anyways.
It looks in great condition, I mean seriously like its all in great condition...its like if this gas station was just built today, as I open the door I feel the cold breeze trapped inside the store hit me. "Thank fuck."
To my left I see the cash register, I would steal the money but what use is it nowadays. I hopped over but accidentally kicked over the lotto tickets.
"Fuck its cold" I say in a low voice.
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Left Behind (18+)
Mystery / ThrillerMartin Hernandez just moved to Chicago as a regular school kid trying to fit in his new school Chairman High but an unlikely event occurs and he is forced to live in fear and his choices that he makes will affect his life and the people around him...
