That night (scomiche fanfiction)

The night

It's strange how you can be having the best night ever forgetting all of your problems then one minute later its goosed.

I feel hopeless my legs are aching and the friction created from the movement of soaked clothes against my skin is causing a horrible pain everywhere. I need to stop running my lungs can't take it and my heart feels like it's about to burst out of my ears is so loud .Mitch pull your self together he can't catch you if your quick you need a plan okay at the next sign of help you will take it.

I round what sees to be the 50th corner and see a apartment building with a few lights on here and there and wave of hope fullness washes over me. I hope someone's awake and crazy enough to let me in to there apartment.

I suddenly stop as my body desperately try's to find more oxygen. I have never been so scared or ran so much in my Li...fuck am coughing up blood or is that rain I don't know probably both, come on Mitch ,unable to move or stop coughing I turn around to see if he has caught up and there he is just rounding the corner.

My feet take of in a full sprint and i slam myself into the door with my shoulder and start furiously searching with my hands to find the handle. Once I locate it I quickly pull on the handle with my trembling hands and noticing that it was blood that I was coughing up as there is blood all over my hands.

In the lobby there is a huge desk and behind it a wall which consisted of a huge mirror. I quickly glance behind the desk to find nobody working so i chance a quick look in the mirror at my reflection but before I have time to take myself in I hear him stumble against the lobby door behind me. I quickly jump to press the elevator button and it opens almost immediately, at least that's one thing going my way, I rush into the elevator scrambling on my feet  and start pressing every button I can to try get it to move or close the doors quicker. When the doors finally close I duck down to look in the shiny surface of the panel which holds the buttons. Gosh am a mess so what are the chances of someone opening there door for me looking like a crazy axe murderer lets hope its not  zero.

"GET BACK HERE I WASN'T GOING TO HURT YOU .......... MUCH" I hear as I squeeze my way out the elevator before the doors even have the chance to fully open and I frantically knock on the first door I see.

Nothing..............

Next has a beware of dog sign probably not a good idea unless i want to wake the entire building.

Next "please if there is a god let some open this door" I say under my breath as I knock more calmly this time and the door slowly opens in front of me but my sense of joy is replaced instantly as I hear the ding of the elevator.

He's here.

I quickly push what seems to be a very strong chest so I can step into the apartment in front of me and I turn on my heals hoping the man I just pushed wont be to angry with me. As quickly and softly as I can I close the door whispering for my self to calm down. I look to my right and see keys on a small side table and swiftly grab them and as quietly as I can lock the door letting out a slow dragged out breath.

All I can hear is my heart beat and my rushed breaths.

I lean my forehead against the door trying to stop this dizzy spell which is properly from lack of oxygen "YOU LITTLE FUCKER WHERE DID YOU GO" I jump back at the closeness of the mans voice on the other side of the door. Slowly trying not to make a sound I slip down into a crouch and curl myself into a ball making myself as small and as quiet as I can hoping he never saw where I went. I start sobbing softly in sync with the mans foot steps echoing further and further away down the hall.

The whole time I forgot I had an audience until I felt someone lift me up with ease and the gentle humming and a firm heart beat coming from the man carrying me lulling me to sleep.