Am feeling a moving car, on a bumpy road.
My head hurts a bit. I grip the car door tight as I open my eyes and sit up.spotting Chris on the wheels.
"Oh, good morning babygirl" he says rubbing my thighs but still driving.
"Did I pass out?" I reply looking out the window trying to identify where I was.
"No,you just had a pretty rough night"
he says in a giggle.
"Where are we going?"I ask trying to avoid eye contact as I turn away from the window.
He's looking at me, so deep in thoughts. What is he thinking?
He chuckles a little before answering me.
"Home"
"Home?" I hope it's home, home.like I can see Biular and Mrs Smith one last time.
I'd be the happiest girl living on this planet.
"Yeah, home."he answered with a smile and continues rubbing my thighs.
"Why?"I ask.
"You'll see".mestryously reply.
Pulling over the car at an old house. I recognize this house. It's my house.
I didn't wait for the car to stop, I couldn't. I jump right out barefoot as I made my way through the front porch.
Touching every single thing once more.running my hands through the dead flowers.
It's all old, but it seems new to me.
Short? Sorry watch out for my next chapter;-)
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The Killer
Mystery / ThrillerA young girl who isn't a normal teenager she has everything she wants, or is that all she wants. She finds out there's more to life than what's she's seen. Plus will she trust the right people? Or take on the journey of revenge.
