"Some Help"

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I ran and ran until I could run no more. The folders were tight around my grip. I didn't look back and I didn't dare to look back. I could hear my shoes hitting the pavement everytime I ran. I wasn't sure, but I was assuming that it was way past midnight. Luckily, Ashton didn't come back for me. For that matter, he didn't know about the secret entrance.

I had a feeling that whatever was taking over Ashon's body would soon find me. I had no idea where to go. I felt all alone and lost. With no help whatsoever.

Ashton wasn't Ashton. I couldn't go to Sienna because it could be a possibility that maybe she would turn into something else. So I think the only choices I had were the police, my parents or keeping it to myself. Which keeping it to myself wasn't a whole lot, but also it was tons of information.

And with that I was confused. I stopped running. I tried to catch my breath because I felt my lungs were about to burst.

I looked around and realized I was in the middle of nowhere. I had a feeling I was far away from home, but I wasn't too sure. I had no idea if to go right, left or straight. There wasn't nothing in sight.

I took a step and just walked straight. All there was were streets and some trees. Not even a car was around....

I looked at my hand making sure I still had all 4 folders around my grip. Yeah they were still there.

I walked and walked. That night I think I walked for more than 3 hours. Boy was I exhausted. As some lights came into sight, I noticed I was in a small town. But I wasn't exactly sure what small town.

Finally houses starting coming into view. They seemed weird, as if everyone wanted their houses to match. It looked to me as if all the house were the same color, but in a way they looked different. It was bizarre.

I hopped onto the sidewalk and began walking there. As I walked past the houses, they all looked empty inside.
It was dark and there didn't seem to have people living there.

I turned the street to my right and saw a police station. I stopped and looked at my folders. Should I try to explain to them? What if they thought I was crazy? Hmm, I wanted to keep it to my myself, but all this information was juicy and helpful. With that, I marched onto the police station.

I approached the grounds and I looked into the window. I couldn't really see anything inside. I went to the door and gently knocked. After I did that, I heard a chair squeak or table I wasn't sure.

I waited, but no one came to my rescue. While knocking once more, I heard little moans. As in pleasure moans. Oh god, thought. I felt sort of embarrassed now.

I took steps back, but locks were being unlocked. I heard a woman's voice saying," hurry, put that back on." It took them awhile to open, but they opened.

The guy fixed his hair back as he opened the door ,"hi how may I help you?" He rubbed his lips on his sleeve.

"Sorry was I interrupting something? I didn't...." I blushed. "No no uhh we were just...cleaning," he said quickly. Right of course you were, I thought.

"Would you like to come in?", he gestured. "Ok yeah," I agreed. I walked inside and it reeked in there. Ugh gross I wanted to vomit. I slightly coughed. I made my way inside and saw the police lady at her desk as if nothing was going on.

I turned around and waited till he asked me the question I needed to be asked. I hid the folders behind my back.

As he walked towards me, I saw his name tag: Julian. He had brown hair and eyes and wore glasses. He was really cute. "What can I help you with?," he interrupted my thoughts.

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