Cover art by me.
When you moved to Los Santos, you knew about the dangers of the part you moved to. But rent was cheap, work was everywhere and since your aunt died, you were on your own again.
Moving back to Los Santos was probably the best I could...
(btw that youtube song is my religion i still can't get over the "well i'm afraid that i")
I looked behind me and the guy walked towards me. He missed an eye and a piece of his skin, and it was replaced with mechanics. One blue eye, and one black pared with a red pupil. I looked around me for anything, and saw a ladder. I debated going on it. It could just make everything worse. The guy was closing in on me, and I looked at the ladder once more. Maybe I'm lucky. Maybe there's a door up there. I quickly went up the ladders, and I heard the guy beneath me curse. I ignored the pain in my shoulder and as soon as I was on the roof, I saw a door. My hopes rose as I ran towards it, hoping it would open.
I was lucky.
The door opened and I ran inside, closing the door behind me, making sure it was locked. I catched my breath for a second, and heard loud banging on the other side of the door. I started walking down the stairs, still out of breath. It looks like I've entered either a hotel or an apartment complex. I finally got to the first floor and as I went down the last pair of stairs, I noticed 9 guys walking in. The guys I was running away from. I went upstairs as quick as I can, I can't go upstairs either, the guy was there. I just need to hide until they leave. Yeah, that's probably the best idea.
I go to a hall on the first floor and started checking doors, hoping one would open. After about 20 seconds I found one that opened, and I felt relieved. I went in and closed the door behind me, locking it. I look around the room. It looks empty. I fall down on the bed and started crying. Crying all the emotions out that had bottled up. It wasn't long before I fell asleep.
I woke up about an hour later. They still haven't found me. I sighed, relieved and took advantage of the fact that I was in a hotel room, and started running the bath. I looked in the mirror, my mascara I had put on that day was still in place, kind of. Waterproof mascara really is something huh? My eyeliner on the other hand did run all under my eyes and my other makeup was smeared too. I sighed and started cleaning my face.
I looked over to the bathtub and saw it was filled up enough, and I stopped the sink from running and removed my clothes, hopping in the steaming hot water, making sure my bandage didn't touch it. I slowly dozed off a little in the bath.
I woke up to the sounds of talking. My eyes shot open, I think I dozed off for about 20 minutes. The voices came from behind the bathrooms door. I quickly got out and dried myself, not draining the bath empty because that could make loud noises, and my heart started to beat faster. I got back into my clothes and started listening.
"Okay. So why the fuck is the Banana Bus Squad searching all over the city" I heard a guy say. Banana Bus Squad? Isn't that that dangerous gang that's always all over the news? "Because I'm curious what got their attention" The man continued. Was that an australian accent he had? Or maybe from new zealand? "I saw that guy Terroriser chase after some girl, she went in this hotel but got away I think" a different man said. "A girl huh" the first man responded. Are they talking about me? "Yeah they were searching all over this place before the police came forcing them to bail, it was probably smarter if they wouldn't wear their mask. Masked people stand out a little" someone said with a slight irony in his tone. He had the deepest voice I've ever heard, and my heart raced a little only by hearing it. "Then the question is, who the fuck is this girl and why is she so special" the man with the new zealand accent continued. "Well cunts I don't know about you but I wanna find this chick, they didn't chase her for nothing ey" the guy who said this was definitely australian. He had a very thick accent and a slight goofiness in his voice.
They're searching for me too? What the fuck does everybody want from me? I started scanning the bathroom and saw the window. It wasn't big but I could definitely fit through it. I tiptoed to the window while the voices behind the door continued talking, and I slowly opened the window. I looked down, there was a part on the building I could fall on, and from there I could get on the ground, it was only the first floor so it wasn't that high. I went through it with my legs, and accidentally kicked over a vase that I didn't notice was there. My eyes widen in shock as I hear the conversation behind the door stop, and I went head first through the window, I could just roll out once my hands could touch the small part of the building I could land on. It was now or never, As I struggled through I heard the door open, and I almost fully got through the window when I felt two hands grab my legs, I started freaking out and kicked blindly, but it didn't work. Instead I got pulled right back into the bathroom, as I landed on the ground, smashing my head against the wall. I looked around in shock as 8 people were looking down on me, some smirking and others confused. But they all seemed really curious and intrigued.
"Speak of the devil" a tall man spoke out
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