I have to get her back, but how? Another car zooms into view and its tires screech as it stops in front of me. The lightly tinted window rolls down.
"Get in Em, let's go!" Casey's voice is somewhat loud but firm and stern. I run to the other side and jump in.
"W-what is this? Why does Hansen hate that girl so much? What was she going to tell me before they took her? What are they going to do to her? What am I going to do?" Questions flow out of my mouth like a stream downhill but I cant stop. Not now, I need these answers.
"Knock off all the questions Em, we just gotta get her back. I'll explain later okay??"
"Okay," I say.
The car squeals as the tires screech turning left. I hold onto my "Oh Shit Handle" (That's my name for the gripping handle in the cars) and watch the car in front of us with Sylvexx in it take a right. We take a right too and gain on them, going faster and faster.
Suddenly the front window shatters into deadly shards and a bullet pierces through Casey's right shoulder. Casey swerves the car out of control to the right and we slam into a nearby tree. Everything goes dark.
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It's Always Been You
RandomIt's you... It's. ALWAYS. Been. You. You couldn't see it then, but now you're mine forever...