On the Run

Chapter 14

I fluttered my eyes open to the rumbling of a truck.

I was in a back of a moving truck, and it was pitch black. I couldn't see anything.

Jason.

"Jason?" I asked into the darkness as I felt around for any body, but there was nothing.

I began to pound on the walls of the truck so I could get the hell out of here, and save Jason.

The truck came to a very fast halt, and I flew to the front of it hitting my head in the process.

I winced in pain, but it slowly went away with the touch of my finger tips.

This gift could come in handy.

I pushed myself in the far corner of the truck, pulling my knees to my chest, letting the silent tears flow.

I heard the doors of the truck open.

Please be Jason.

God, please let it be him.

I slowly looked up from where I was huddled, and my heart dropped.

To men in suits, and ties.

I stood up pretending not to be scared of them, even though I was completely terrified.

"Where is he?" I asked.

"Who?" One of them replied.

"The other guy that you insane people shot with a tranquilizer. Rig a bell idiots?" I asked.

They both laughed, and one of them whispered something in the others ear.

They both got in the truck, and started to come towards me.

They grabbed my wrists, and tried to restrain me to walk out the truck.

Oh hell no.

They're not getting what they want.

I began to fight with whatever I had left in me, and I had a lot.

All of that shoving, and kicking, made me stumble back, and broke the heel of my high heels. Which made it sharp at the end.

I was going to try to take it off, and hit them with it, but then one of them place a cloth over my mouth and nose.

Chloroform.

Don't breath Riley. Don't breath.

I tried as best I could, but my lungs were stinging for some oxygen.

I took a breath, that was much needed, but then the darkness melted in.

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I woke up to be laying on a very hard floor, with only a single light in the middle of the room.

But then I saw a body in a little but of the light.

Jason.

I took off my heels, and tried to run over to it, but got stopped by a chain linked to my wrist.

"Jason please. Wake up." I yelled over to him between sobs.

I didn't get a reply, movement, or anything.

He just sat there motionless.

I began to try and yank the chain off my wrist, but I would have to break one of the bones to slide it off.

That's the only option.

I took a deep breath in, as I grabbed one of my high heels.

God this is going to hurt.

I hit the bone as hard as I could, and heard a snap.

I screamed in pain.

My wrist slipped out, and I clutched it with my hand immediately.

Between my sobs, it slowly started to heal.

But I sprinted over to Jason as soon as it was a little better.

I rolled him over to find his face all cut up, and bruised.

I began to sob even more.

This was because of me.

He doesn't deserve this.

I began to heal the cuts, and bruises with my finger tips.

He chest rose, and fell as I waited for him to wake up.

I laid my head on his chest praying that he would wake up.

Please.

I got up, and walked over to the wall, and put my hands on it, and cried.

This is all because of me.

I ran a hand through my hair.

All because of me. I did this.

My parents are dead, my best friend betrayed me, and now the person who protected me with his life is suffering for me.

I heard a move, and was instantly frozen.

Are me and Jason the only ones in here?