I can't believe this

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Well. Let's do a quick recap. My name is (Y/N), I was in a healthy relationship with my boyfriend David. And well up to this point we were pretty good, I mean we had our ups and downs like everyone else, but kidnapping was starting to become a regular. I didn't like it either. But trying to save his ass ended up in a lovely predicament. We both just jumped out a window, and by my calculations we won't make it. He probably hasn't realized our horrible fate yet, but hopefully it ends easily and painlessly.
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You both were hurdling towards the ground at an alarming rate. This was going to end two ways.

Splat or Crack

You hoped it wouldn't hurt.

You zeroed in on the ground.

You open your eyes. "Am I dead?"

"Yeah, it happens to the best of us ya know?"

You sit up, a sharp pain runs through your body to your leg.

"Oh. Lovely. I'm not dead."

David got up and winced, then nearly shrieked at your leg.

You look down. "Oh the irony. To save ourselves from pain we jump from a window, just so I can impale my thigh with THE SHARPEST FUCKING ROCK EVER!"

David laughed slightly, to lighten the mood. "So what now?" he looked around.

"Actually, I don't know....."

He looked up confused. "Why not? You know everything."

"Um- about that...."

"What?"

"In all honesty I thought the fall was gonna kill us." You force a smile.

"Well we aren't dead so start focking thinking cause we need to bust a move."

He turned around to look for good spots to head to.

You look at him. 'Bust a move?' You mouth.

"Let's go this way." he starts to walk up the hill west of you.

You start walking but yelp. Let's just say. Ouch

David ran over and put your arm around his neck and helped you, he wasn't very strong right now either. 

You were able to make it to a large oak, before you requested a break.

He laid you down and squatted down.

You were breathing heavily. "This sucks."

"How about I pull it out?" he suggested.

"What are going to use to stop the bleeding?" You ask.

"See you're wearing a trench coat. So?"

"We can't use this."

"You've never owned a trench coat. It's not yours and right now I think they wouldn't mind."

"It was a gift!"

"Who the fock says 'Oh you're boyfriend has gone missing have this trench coat!' Seriously?"

"I don't know his name, it was-"

"You got it from someone you don't even know?!" he was hysterical.

"No! I met him in the street! He was a good man! He left it where I was staying."

"What?! You had him over?! I was missing and you had a man in your place?!"

"No! It's not like that! I didn't know him-"

"Then why the hell are you so stubborn to not use his jacket?!"

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