Blood covered my hands
"Tiffany, window, now." I urge her away , but before I could even lift a finger his cold hand reaches for my wrist,
"If I go down i'm taking you with me."
Tiffany makes it out the window with out even checking if i'm okay, ha thanks bro.
I stab him in his shin again , but this time he's not letting go of my wrist he just squeezes tighter and tighter every second. I try to stand up but he pulls me right back down
"You do realize I can scream any minute and my parents will come rushing up the stairs right?"
"Not if I can help it." he slams my head on the ground and cuffs my mouth, that's it i'm done for I couldn't have put my self in a worse position. i have to think of some way of getting up and out, but there is no way he threw the scissors across the hall, you know it's hard to think when his hear is long and dirty, its touching me I can't take it anymore. I grab his hair and slam his head against the floor,
"Tiffany!" I yell hoping she isn't to far down so she can here me.
right then she comes scurrying up the tree branch
"What?"
"Grab the money I'll be down in a minute." she hops back in the window and grabs the money from under her bed.
"Need help?"
"No, I got this one." she climbs back out the window throwing the money down to break her fall.
