Bad Decisions

Bad Decisions (3)

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[PG-13]

~Queen

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I woke up to see Proquan looking in my face. Literally leaning over me. "Get dressed, let me know when your ready." He left the room and I walked towards the closet. Inside were different kinds of clothes.

It didn't look too expensive. I pulled out a pair of jeans and a white shirt. I put on my gym shoes, they were the only shoes I had. I got dressed and then let Proquan in. He was wearing black jeans with a red button up, his hair the same way.

That bag was in his hands again. He set it on my bed and I moved to the wall behind him. He lifted the rope out of it. I looked over at the open door. Am I actually considering this? Proquan was untangling the rope. I slid slowly to my right.

Maybe if I leave out quietly and walk down the hall without being noticed, then I could run out the building. I slid again. I was in front of the door now.

Proquan finally untangled the rope and turned to me. My heart beat was fast in my chest. I quickly turned and ran out the room. I headed towards the front of the building. Proquan was yelling behind me but I only quickend my pace.

I flew down the steps and onto the dirt. I didn't know how far I was away from the road but I would run for hours to it if I had to.

I looked behind me and Proquan wasn't there. I didn't care, I just kept running. My legs ached, it had only been a few minutes. I ran for approximately twenty more seconds when a honk sounded in the distance. I turned my head to the left.

A car.

Shit. Where the hell did a car come from? The only car I seen was Carl's. There isn't even a parking lot anymore. What kind of place was this? What kind of place is this?

It sped fast in my direction. For a second it didn't look like it was ready to slow down...and it didn't. I wasn't even focused on where I was going. I squinted my eyes at the car. It's Evile and Proquan.

As the car headed even quicker in my direction, I ran faster. I couldn't feel the pain in my legs anymore, maybe I ran so much I couldn't. If that was possible.

What am I doing? Why am I trying to outrun a car? I'm going to end up losing anyway.

I turned again and the car was a few seconds away. I couldn't help but get scared. Evile wasn't slowing down. I focused forward. I pushed through everything I had, but it wasn't worth it. Evile hit me and I flung to the right.

I heard the tires force a stop. I held my side as I laid on the ground. The pain in my legs kicked in once again and a new pain flew up my stomach and side.

I heard the car doors open. With my good side, I tried to crawl away. That never seems to help. Ever. I was lifted off the ground, I couldn't kick. I couldn't move period. I was put into the back of the seat. I don't know who it was, but I heard both doors shut and the car made a U-Turn, heading back to the buildngs direction.

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"It wasn't my fault." Proquan pleaded.

I was sitting on a couch in Mr. Eviles office. My aching body tied together with a thick rope.

"If it wasn't your fault, then how did she manage to run out?" Evile was pissed out of his mind.

"She slipped passed me while I was untangling the rope. I had my back to her, but I didn't think she would run." I held my head low.