Running Into Fate

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Nevaeh's pov-
It feels like i have been here for 2 months in reality its been 3 weeks.  I have been moved out of the chair and moved to a hard wooden one. Max's "love" turned to beating shortly after all the side remarks I had made. Dried blood covers  most of my body. Scars from me loosing the ropes and rubbing on the wood with my wrists makes blood drip down my fingers and hands. Dried blood on my lips and chin itch. A cut at the corner of my eyebrow stings. A bloody nose and a sickly skinny stomach. For three weeks I have been trying to get these ropes off. That also contributes to the reason my wrists bleed. A door is pushed on. Creaking as it hits the wall.
"Do you love me yet Nevaeh?" Max's voice calls down.
"Nope." I say sharply. Loud footsteps bounce of the walls as he makes his way down here. Stopping in front of me he bends down to look me in the face. Locking eyes with him I glare at him.
"Why don't you just give up and love me?" He asks. I lean forward to make the words that I'm about to say more intense.
"I can't love a dead man." He stands up and looks down at me.
"What do you mean "you can't love a dead man?" I'm not dead." I smirk staring him in the eye.
"You will be. Once I get out of here you'll be sent to prison and die there or shot down by cops."
"You know you have a lot of confidence for your position. But that's another thing I love about you." You have to be kidding me.
"You don't know anything about love." Something flickers in his eyes. I didn't have time to register what it was before I felt a hard stinging pain on the left side of my jaw. My head jerks to the side as I clinch my teeth together. Trying to focus on something else than my throbbing jaw. Slowly turning my head back to him. He is pacing in front of me.
"I know what love is! I know what love is! I love you!" He suddenly yells. A banging coming from upstairs makes Max storm upstairs still muttering to himself. I forcefully yank at the ropes with wrists trying to get them unbound.
"As you can see there is nothing here. Nobody, just me, Officers." Max's voice sounds from upstairs making my head whip toward the door. Cops are here? This is my chance!
"HELP ME PLEASE! I'M DOWN IN THE BASEMENT!" I yell as loud as I can. A lot of commotion sounds from upstairs. Someone comes rolling down the stairs. Max. He gets up and yanks me up. The ropes around my wrist breaking off leaving a painful stinging on each wrist. Two cops come rushing done the steps guns raised. A cold object is pressed up against me neck. A knife. Keeping my breathing even I slowly lift my hand to where is close to the knife without Max being able to see my hand.
"Drop the knife!" One of the cops yell at Max.
"No! No one is taking her from me! She is mine!" Max yells moving the knife a bit. The other cop moves his gun up and gets a bit closer.
"Stay back or she is dead!" Max yells tightening his grip. This man is really confusing. The cop closest to us raises his hands dropping the gun.
"See nobody will take her from you. Just we would like to talk to her." The cop tries to trick Max.
"How stupid do you think I am?" Max whispers. The cops not able to hear him think he is about to cooperate. Max's grip loosens just a bit when all the sudden his hand holding the knife moves away quickly. A sharp stinging pain is felt on my lower stomach. Gasping, I look down to see blood flowing out of my stomach at a fast speed. I can feel myself falling, black dots ground my vision as darkness consumes me.

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