42nd Country Road

Ethan?

"Ev?" A very familiar voice said. I opened my eyes to see Ethan's brown eyes.

"Hi," I said with a smile.

"What happened," he said pulling me out of the car. He notice Mark's phone on the ground next to me.

"What's going on," He said in a serious tone

"It's Jack and Mark," I started to cry, "They changed, they torture me every night, Just look at my hands!" I said showing him my black stained hands.

"What I'm concerned about right now is you head, you're bleeding all over the place," He said guiding me to the passenger seat of his car.

"You don't understand, you need to turn around," I said. He started the car and went around the rolled one. I heard gunshots then tires went out.

I got out of the car and started to run in the opposite direction Ethan came after to me and grabbed my arm and pulled my inside.

"Ethan, let go," I said struggling. I saw Jack on the floor. My eyes widened in fear. I tried to get away from Ethan again.

"Hey Jack, what's up?" Ethan said. Jack stood up his hand cupping his nose, he turned around, his eyes were there, he was present. I tried to run over to him but Ethan didn't let go.

"Ethan!" I said sharply. He let go. I ran over to him pulling him into a hug.

"I'm so sorry," I said through tears. He hugged my back, wrapping his arms tightly around me.

"This wasn't your fault," he said. I could hear his tears, " It was his,"

"Uh... Hello?" Ethan said

"Right, sorry," Jack said letting go of me, " Hey Ethan, you need to get her out of here,"

"I'm not taking anyone anywhere until you tell me what the hell is going on, My tires were shot out, So what is going on," Ethan seemed annoyed

"No one will be explaining anything," The voice, it was dark, " Someone needs to apologize," It was Mark, he had a knife at Ethan's throat.

"Mark this isn't funny," Ethan said, his voice trembling in fear.

"Ya know, I have an idea, how about I throw it at you while you run," Mark said

"What?" Ethan said

"Run," Mark said