My heart pounded with fear when I came to realization of what he had meant, I was pregnant. It didn't take me long to figure out how obviously, but by who?
Flashbacks ran through my mind of times I've had sex. I couldn't find a perfect time where they didn't wear a condom, then I thought about Tim we've never had sex, then I thought about Tyler.
Then that's when it clicked, that night in the ambulance truck he raped and I was sure he didn't wear a condom. I was having his baby. I couldn't go through with this, I couldn't have Tyler's baby.
Even though my legs were free didn't mean that if I tried to escape they wouldn't kill I was dealing with two ruthless murderers. I searched my surroundings. I seen multiple knives, blades, and needles. They were planning to kill me, so why hadn't they done it yet?
I went for the butcher'a knife, my hands felt like they were mended together. I had to be patient if I wanted to escape but I didn't know if I had time to be so patient. I started to cut and cut until I heard a snap. My hands and legs were both free and I had to find a way out of this place.
I didn't recognize where I was but something told me I was underground. I peeked out the door and saw that no one was in the corridors. I didn't waste time I paced through the corridors the wind swallowing me up as I picked up speed.
I was running so fast, and I was looking behind me to see who was following me, when I reached this room. It wasn't even inside and it smelled of rotting meat. I opened it and It was an room filled with dead bodies. I couldn't believe my eyes but I had to "keep moving!" I told myself.
There were so many rooms for me to hide in but I didn't want to be in a room I wanted to be free outside of these walls.
I was still running and I couldn't stop it felt like something was compelling & controlling me to keep going.
I reached this huge room that was just empty it had several doors to it. I was so busy observing it that I didn't notice when Tyler walked in lugging in a dead body. But I ducked and he didn't see me.
I kept going, I had to get out of this place because I was running out of time and I knew that Tyler & Tim would see that I was gone and would search this whole entire building for me.
I got out of the room and continued running through the corridors I didn't exactly know where I was going but I kept going like usual.
There were rats in the corridors of this underground cave like setting. They were feeding on feces and on each other.
I was disgusted, I paused to view them in was sure they had diseases. I started running again I was looking back, to see if I was being followed.
When I was knocked on my feet by a body. I dusted my body off and have the person eye contact. That's when my jaw nearly fell off. I was in so much shock that I couldn't even react I just said,
"Gina?"
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A Living Fancy
AzioneMany stories matter. Stories have been used to dispossess and to malign. But stories can also be used to empower, and to humanize. Stories can break the dignity of humanity. But stories can also repair that broken dignity of being A Living Fancy.