Danger Zone

Chapter 4:

The girl pushed past Harry into the room, dragging me with her. She ushered me to sit on the bed, and after several minutes of coaxing, turned back around to the boy.

"Harry, even if I were to be fine with this, which I am most certainly not, Zayn'a gonna flip."

"No, no he's not, because he's not gonna find out," He replied with a satisfying plead in his tone.

"You don't mean . . . "

"Stella, what the fuck is up with you and lying, it's not that god damn hard!"

"It's not that is hard it's that it's wrong, you asshole!" She shouted as her completion shaded pink.

The boy paused "Annie, please. I need you to trust me on this."

A small smile peaked onto the young girl's face. "I hate when you call me that," she glanced to me again and sighed. "Fine, but he'll find out sooner or later, you know that right?"

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," the tall man answered while a surprisingly cheeky grin overcame his usually grim features.

As he rushed her out into the the hallway he managed to squeeze in a 'text me' before slamming the door and facing me with a cautious look.

The boy, Harry, slowly sauntered to the end of the bed and shifted on his feet.

"Ayden, you need to take your pills. Please."

My relentlessness had faded some, if he was going to kill me I doubt poison would be the way to go. And even if it was I wasn't getting out of here any time soon, why not make the trip a bit faster?

My eyes returned to their normal spot on my pale legs and I nodded my head solemnly.

"Really? I um, I mean, good. I'll get you some water."

He scurried into the bathroom and I knew that this would be my last shot, after this, I'm wasn't getting out. Ever.

My hands fumbled to grab the pills while I pounced to the window and quickly opened the rusty lock. The window itself was a bit harder to shove open, but I managed, and my petite body slid through the opening.

As my boot covered feet made loud contact with the ground I didn't make time to admire the sun beating down on me, or how the light breeze of an incoming fall made the trees sway ever so lightly; I had to run, and I had to run fast.

In front of me, a few meters ahead, there was a rather populated highway, but beyond that there was a park with no little kids, and no parents watching over, there was only a group of what seemed to be young adults. With their dark clothing and, from what I could tell, several piercings, they weren't college prep students; and thats was fine by me as long as I got away from this whack job.

The thought of him made me anxious, and even though I probably couldn't afford the time to look back at that life saving window, I did. And he was there. Staring at me with such trouble in his eyes that I restrained from turning back to the highway and running.

It was odd, the way he looked at me. There was a certain emotion playing in those murky eyes of his; an emotion I was not yet familiar with. An emotion that, in a way, was extremely dangerous. Dangerous because those eyes planted my feet to the ground, and they didn't let go, especially when he jumped through the window and made his way right in front of me.

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I'm too scared to listen to Diana . . . is it really that meaningful?

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P.S. Dedicated to September Tears for encouraging me to write this chapter with more enthusiasm than necessary. It's people like you who make my day. ❤