Author's P.O.V
'You think your getting away so easily?' Ryan hissed as his fractured foot glided along the floors.
His neck twisted and you could hear his muscles snap with every click.
'Not so easily' and with that he leapt towards Justin - both men tumbling through the passageway.
Justin felt the keys wedged into back pockets - and with a loose part of his bandage he got up and kicked him where the sun don't shine.
'I don't want you to die..
Just yet.'
Justin said with a grin.And with that he tied Ryan's hands and feet together, and swiftly took out the keys.
He saw a razor at the foot of the cupboard and tore it into the limbs of Ryan.
Justin frantically put the keys and turned the door knob.
Hailey's eyes shot up.
'Justin?'
'Hailey?'She ran towards him and sobbed into his chest.
'I'm so sorry I'm such an idiot!'
Justin ran his fingers through her blonde hair.
'It's okay we need to get out of here quickly.'
'Where?'
'To the Warehouse.'
And with the last sentence still hung in the air, they both sped-walk due to Justin's leg down the staircase and into the hallway.
'You ready?' Justin said as he grabbed a set of car keys from the glass cabinet.
'Ready when you are' she sighed, with tears stung in her eyes.
And with that - Justin sped off with his wound - leaving the house - putting the radio dial up blocking out the awkwardness.
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Good Girl With A Gun ♡COMPLETED♡
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