Runaway

The Mansion

Author's Note:

Hi everyone! I know it's been a long time since I last wrote a chapter. I neglected writing in Wattpad a bit and there's lots of things to do at school. I've been reading possibly your stories and they're amazing!

In case you're wondering, this book isn't on hold ok?

I had no idea what to write and my mind was completely blank. So sorry that I've been keeping you waiting!

P.S. You can skip my A/N's if you want and sorry if they're always draggy!

On to the chapter!

P.P.S. I owe you guys ten chapters (and this time, I mean it!). This one isn't counted yet! Just don't expect any this week because it's our exams.

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Chapter 9:

The walk going to this "somewhere" was quiet. I dared not speak because I was afraid of what he might do. What was he even capable of?

I dreaded every step we took going to this "somewhere" wondering if I should regret my decision and run away. Maybe I wouldn't after all? That, I didn't know.

Even though this wasn't a trap, my muscles were ready to run away even if my life depended on it.

By now, I couldn't hear anything except the constant beating of my heart. I was so anxious of what was to happen that my chest started to hurt but I still walked on. I didn't come this way to survive that "place" just to rest in the jungle with a person I didn't even know.

Despite my intentions and longing to run, my mind told me otherwise. It was like my feet were glued to the floor. I felt a certain calmness convincing me that I made the right decision.

My thoughts kept me so busy that I didn't even notice him giving directions on where to go.

"Take the fist left, go straight until you see the next right.......," he said.

I was lost again in my thoughts but I made sure to keep a mental note of where to go.

"I have to take care of something. You go first," he said.