42nd Country Road

Wear and Tear

"Aren't you going to shoot me?" I yelled, "I just killed your boss, the only man with the power here!"

"We were all planning on killing him eventually," One replied, Mark wrapped his arms around me and whispered into my ear, "Let's get Jack and get out of here," He was normal I could tell. I turned around and started to walk away.

"Hey, where are you going?" One of the men said. I turned around, my black eyes scanning the men.

"Away," I smiled. I followed Mark out of the room. The normal me came back and we both sprinted down the hallway. We went in the room that Jack was in before. He was still knocked out on the floor. Mark through him over his shoulder and we started looking for the staircase.

After a while we found and sprinted down it with voices calling after us. We finally reached the ground floor. My bandages caught on the railing and yanked me back. I screamed. Mark looked back at me. My side was starting to bleed again. I fumbled with the rags trying my hardest to rip them free, but my hands were shaking so bad, I could barely focus. I heard the screams of the men in the hallway. I started to to panic. I pulled free, but I ripped the stitches in the process. I ran towards Mark who followed me out the door. Their were abandoned cars everywhere. Mark and I spread out. He looked in windows with Jack dangling from his shoulder and I braced myself against the cars. I saw keys in one. A small Ford truck. I called Mark over. I held my side tightly. I crawled in the driver's seat.

" Ev, you shouldn't drive," Mark said

" Any better ....ideas?" I said through breaths. I grabbed the keys and shakily tried to put them into the ignition. Mark grabbed my hand and looked at me.

"Let me do it," he said.

"M-mark no, you n-need to..." Before I could finish Mark was helping me out of the driver's side and throwing me into the passenger's seat. He started the car and drove off .

" Mark... L-let me... drive," I said weakly. He didn't say anything in return. I started to reach for the steering wheel. He moved one of his hands to grab my wrist.

"M-mark... what a-are you doing?" I said shakily

"Protecting you," he said strongly. He placed my hand back in my lap. I fell into the black void yet again.