Six

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"Ash, your off your shift." Tim called. I smiled at the nickname he gave me ever since I was a child.

"Kay kay. bye Tim!" I called back, taking off my kitchen thing. I grabbed my bag and just as I was about to walk out of the kitchen, Louis was there. Waiting. I silently walked backwards into the kitchen.

"What's the matter?" Tim asked with a hint of confusion in his tone.

"Nothing. Can you give me a ride home please?" I asked.

"Of course." He replied. He was about to walk out the kitchen door as but I grabbed his shirt and pulled him back.  Tim gave me a confused look.

"Back door. Please." I practically begged. He shrugged, not asking why. We walked out the back door and we walked to his truck. As I opened up the door, Louis spotted me. I widened my eyes and literally jumped in the truck.

"Go, go, go!" I screamed. Tim started up his truck and drove off. I saw Louis jump into his Mustang and pulled out of the parking spot then started following us. I started crying as Tim started rubbing my back. Louis rammed the car from behind, making us run straight into a car. That's when I blacked out.

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