I'm a good kid, but it seems like no matter how hard I tried trouble always finds me. I'm always in the wrong place at the wrong time, or I just so happen to cross paths with the wrong people at the very moment when their luck ran out. Most of the time the trouble isn't that bad; getting wrapped up in a group of shoplifters at the mall, getting suspended for a food fight I didn't start or getting ID'd as part of a group of kids that broke an old lady's car window when I wasn't even outside when it all happened. I get into trouble but all in all, it isn't that bad, but this is trouble on a whole new level.
Sitting tied up to a chair sitting across from a man that I didn't know while he paced back and forth with a gun. He was talking and waving it around like it was a toy.
"So, the way I see the shit, you got two choices. You can give me my drugs, or you can give me my fuckin' money, or I can shoot you dead right here where you sit." He pointed the gun at me and smiled. I didn't have the heart to tell him that he gave me three choices and not two but why would I go around correcting a man that was waving a gun in my face? "So what you choosin,"
I shook my head. "I don't have your money or nothing I swear I don't know what you're talking about."
He sucked in a deep breath and stomped his foot. "Well, then I need you to point in the direction of that thieving son of a bitch that took my shit."
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FanfictionMaggie is a goodie two shoes that never gets in trouble but somehow she lands herself in a situation that she can't get herself out of. in order for her to make it out alive he' gonna need help from an unlikely knight in shinning armor.
