Why does it have to be me!

Chapter 3 - The Runaway Lover

Simone started to panic, what was she going to happen to her, what will this vile little man do to her. She was locked up in a very fancy bedroom, with a fancy bed and sexy lingerie laying in packets everywhere. "Oh Lord please tell me this is a dream.." Simone silently pleaded constantly pinching herself, when all of a sudden someone burst into the room. He was a tall boy with sandy blonde hair, that was full of sweat. "Hi please don't freak out, I'm Blake, I've come to save you." The mysterious boy said. Simone didn't know if she could trust him, for all she knew he could be one of Randall's men who has come to manipulate her.

"Are you sure I can trust you or are you with Randall?"she asked trying to muster the bravest voice she could but instead sounding like a 6-year-old girl, " No I would be kicking myself if I worked for Randall, You can trust me, I promise," he said in the sweetest voice ever heard by the human ear. Simone got off the floor of this bedroom of source and walked up to this boy, when they heard someone go to the door and start beating it down. "Ok listen to me, we need to get out of here, FAST...." Blake looked around hysterically, then Simone saw it, a bathroom window, and it's big and wide. "Blake follow me!" she was running with blake on her heels. " wait, wait, wait, whats your name?" Blake asked in desperation. "Simone" she answered blushing a little. He smiled and went back the opening the window.

They finally got the window opened and they both went to clamber out but got stuck. " Ok Simone, you go first and I'll be right behind you" he told her as confidently as he could. "Ok...." Simone jumped out and waited for what felt like hours for Blake to get out. As soon as she saw Blake jump out they both heard the door hit the wooden floor. They looked at each other and ran. They ran until they came to an old, white Toyota Camry, like the one Simone's nan has. "Simone get in!!" Balked screamed at her. Simone was silent and just stood there staring at the car, With tears trickling down her cheeks. "Blake jumped out of the driver's seat and ran up to her. "Simone... whats up? why won't you get in the car?" Blake pleaded "because it's the very thing that ruined my life...... my parents died in a car accident.. ever since I haven't been in a car....."

"Oh, I'm so sorry..... Hey, can you do me a giant favour, Simone?" "What would that giant favour be?" Simone said with the biggest ounce of fear in her voice. "Can you please come with me into my car?" She could tell he was worried that she would say no. " Uhhhh....... Yes...." she said this without telling him about her disease. She walked up to the passenger side door and opened it. Just as she was getting in she heard a familiar voice "Simone we have a family to start... Man get the girl... .forget about the boy......" It was Randall. " Simone shut the door. "Put your seatbelt on" Blake yelled at her. She did this at record speed and as soon as she finished Blake slammed on the accelerator. Simone was starting to freak, she was becoming clammy and claustrophobic, she could feel herself crying and starting to pass out. A few minutes passed and the car had stopped and Blake had a huge grin on his face. "We lost them! and all because you trusted in me. you're the real MVP.." " thanks so much for making me do that.." she answered with a weak smile.

They gave each other a limp hug and got out of the car. "Hey, quick question why did you lose consciousness back there?" Blake asked sympathetically" Because since my Dad died in the crash I've been terrified of going in cars, and my mum took me to the doctor and they diagnosed me with traumatic depression and I'm the only one with it as the doctors had to explain that they've never seen anything like this. Which makes the whole thing worse." she replied never looking up at Blake. They then walked to the hospital to get their injuries checked out. "Well they aren't life-threatening, so that's good. But your friend, hers are more severe.... she may not come through......" The doctor explained this to Blake. "Well can I go see her?" Blake tried not to cry "Yes of course dear." So he walked over to her bed and saw what the doctor was talking about. She had nasty cuts and bruises everywhere. She had a big bash mark on her throat right near her lungs. " Will she be ok?" " We aren't sure yet because she has her blood circulation cut off in all major places like her wrists, ankles and her throat. Blake knew what they were all from. One of which was his fault. The blood circulation was cut off in her throat because when she passed out in his car, he was driving so fast the seatbelt got caught on her throat. It was all his fault.............