Nelly and I jump out of the sewer, onto ground. We still hear the person chasing us and gun shots back in the sewer. Hopefully, he won't see that we got out of the sewer. We run and see a car near.
"Oh my god! The car keys are still in the car!," Nelly says, "Let's take it! We've got to get out of here!"
We jump in and start it up. We see the person in the rear view mirror running towards us and he shoots at us. The gun shots go through the back window as we duck.
"Hurry!," Nelly yells, "Floor it!"
And I floor it and we jet off. The person fades in the rear view mirror and off into the distance we go.
"Are we leaving the city?," Nelly asks.
"I don't see any other option," I say.
"You are right," Nelly says, "I killed the president and everyone wants you dead."
"Yep," I say, "pretty much."
"So what is this secret anyway?," Nelly asks.
"You know I can't tell you that," I say.
"Yes, you can," Nelly says, "Don't you trust me?"
"I do," I say, "but you know if I told you, people would be after you too."
Nelly stops talking about it and we drive for hours. Eventually, we decide to settle down after getting gas. We go to a hotel that is in the middle of nowhere. It was difficult to find too. A street, down a street, down a street, down a road, and through a neighborhood down another street and here we are. Nobody can find us. There isn't even anyone here.
We enter in the hotel lobby to get a room. There is a woman snoring at the desk, so we ring the bell to wake her up.
"Hi I am Rhonda, what can I do for you?," she mumbles as she squints her eyes.
"Hello," I say, "We would like a room on the left side please."
"Sure," she grumbles, "Here. Room 969."
"Thank you," Nelly and I say simultaneously as I pay her for a few nights and I unknowingly wear a worried look.
We exit the room as she falls to sleep and whispers something we can barely hear.
"Don't," she says.
And we exit.
"That was creepy," I say.
"Tell me about it," Nelly says.
We enter in our room as we turn the lights on and settle in. I wait as Nelly takes a shower.
"Zane," someone whispers to me from behind.
I turn around and nobody is there. It must just be my imagination. So, I turn back around and turn on the TV.
It's the news that is on, saying that the president died. They didn't say he was shot, they said he died of natural causes. So nobody knows he was murdered! Yes!
I knock on the bathroom door and yell, "Nelly! Hurry up in there! You have to come see this!"
"Don't tell Nelly the secret," the creepy whispering voice says again.
I turn around, this time quickly, in fear and nobody is there.
"Nelly?!," I yell for her.
She doesn't answer and again I hear the voice.
"Don't," the voice says.
"Who is there?!," I yell.
Something crawls out from under the bed....a blueish black slimy reptile-like creature with scales and with a human-shaped body. It's claws come out long and it slowly walks towards me.
"Don't tell Nelly the secret," it says, "tell me."
I scream.
I kick the shower door down to save Nelly so we can get out of this place! The shower water is still running so I know she is in there, she just probably can't hear me.
"Nelly!," I yell, "Come on!"
She has got to hear me, I am standing right outside the tub. The creature approaches the door and claws the sides of the door, entering the bathroom.
"No!," I scream.
I don't wait any longer....I jerk the curtains back to get Nelly.
Nelly is gone.
YOU ARE READING
The Secret
Teen FictionZane wakes up in a cell to be tortured for a secret. A secret so illusive that people will stop at nothing to get it. A secret so powerful that if told, the one who possesses it could rule the world. A secret so dangerous that it would mean the end...