Samantha's P. O. V
After almost an hour of staring off into space, a tall blonde guy stands next to my cell, as if to guard it.
"Don't try any funny business in there okay? I have strict orders to kill you if try." The guy says and I roll my eyes when I hear him reload his gun. I sigh and continue looking towards the wall.
I need to find a way to get out of here. Maybe, if I flirt with the guy a little, he'll let me out. But, then again, he wouldn't just let me out, he probably wouldn't let me out unless I get myself out, which would include me having to knock him out, take his weapons, get Jessica, and get the fuck out of this shitwhole.
We'll need somewhere to stay, somewhere with someone Jacob doesn't know. Raymond. After Jessica and I leave, we'll go back to my house, grab some money and drive to the airport where we'll call Raymond to tell him that we need a place to crash for a while, until we ourselves back on our feet.
That sounds like a good plan to me.
"So, what's your name handsome?" I ask in a seductive voice as I turn around to face him. He smirks and says, "Kevin. What about you, gorgeous?"
I internally shudder in disgust before saying, "Samantha. What do you do for fun? I'm sure a lot of girls want a piece of you right?" He bites his lip and looks at me up and down before saying, "yeah. Why? You want a taste, baby?"
I bite my lip while gagging internally before nodding and whispering in his ear, "I want you to fuck me hard"
He smiles and says, "your wish is my command."
He opens the door and enters. He places his AR hunting rifle against the corner before walking towards me wrapping his arms around me. He moves his hand to my ass and squeezes tightly causing me to almost whimper, but I cover it with a moan. He crashes his lips to mine and it takes everything in me not to push him away and throw up. I wrap my arms around his neck as he kisses me before pinching the nerve on the left side of his neck knocking him out instantly.
I let out a deep sigh while whipping my lips. I quickly grab his AR rifle and the glock G23 that was placed in his pants together with the cell key, before rushing out.
I see a couple of cameras pointed towards me and I flip it off before blowing a kiss towards it and running off.
I run quietly and walk around the third floor looking to see if Jessica was in any of the rooms, most of them were locked so no luck. Suddenly, I bump into someone causing them to Yelp in fright. I turn to see Jessica.
"Oh my God! Samantha!" She squeals before hugging me tightly as I shush her.
"Shh! Here" I say handing her the glock I placed in my pants. She looks at me as if I'm crazy as I say, "all you have to do is aim and shoot, and never close your eyes when you shoot. We're getting out of here"
She nods and we run down another set of stairs that led to the first floor. We hide against the wall. I can see most of the people in the backyard drinking beer and smoking. I roll my eyes and signal Jessica to move ahead. We sneak past the backyard doors without being seen until we bump into someone. Charles.
"What the hell are you doing out of your cell?!" He asks worry and alarm laced in his voice. "We're escaping! You should come too Charles!" Jessica says hurriedly.
I step in front of her and point my gun at him and say, "He's one of them. He'll get killed if he leaves and he might give away our location."
"Sam you have to go back to your cell. It'll be worse if you don't" Charles says as he takes a step towards us. I unlock the trigger and give him a glare while saying, "I don't want to hurt you, Charles. Don't make me do this"
He takes another step forward and I shoot his leg, making him fall on his side. "I warned you. Good luck Charles." I say as I grab Jessica's hand and pull her towards the front door.
"Stop!" A guy yells as a group of men stand in front of the door. I don't respond as I start shooting at them. I make sure to injure them only, as each of them fall to the ground, Jessica slips through the front door and enters the nearby Jeep parked out front.
I grab a set of keys that are labelled as, "Jeep keys" in bright red letters. I rushed towards the Jeep and get in, I turn it on and drive off without looking back.
Goodbye hell. Hello freedom.
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Back at the house, I looked through my parents' room for money while Jessica gets ready to leave. I looked through their closet, their drawers and under the bed, but there's nothing. If I were money...where would I be? Then it hits me, I rushed to the master bathroom and open the cabinet under the sink, I shove away all the products and cleaning supplies revealing the safe my parents told Liz and I not to touch. I open it and see a lot of cash. There's at least thirty thousand dollars in here.
"Eureka" I murmured to myself as I grab mom's big black leather bag and stuff the money inside. Once I'm done with that, I walk out of the room and into my bedroom where Jessica is smoothing out her baby blue school skirt.
"Your room is messy. Why? Don't you know how many germs are in a messy room?" Jessica says as I place the bag on my bed.
I frowned and look around my room. There are only a few papers and pens on the floor along with one or two pants.
"It's not that messy." I say.
She scoffs and says, "not that messy?" She swipes the dresser with her finger and says, "look at this! Does that look like a clean finger to you?" I squint my eyes to see what dirt she's talking about but her finger is as clean as they come.
I roll my eyes and say "Jess, your finger is clean"
She gives me a look and says, "Sam, science has proven that your house, your room or anywhere for that matter, it's never completely clean. Hell, not even your body is completely clean. That's why I have hand sanitizer at all times. If it wasn't for the fact that we have to go to the airport, I'd clean your house five or four times just today in order to get rid of any germs that lives in this house"
In case you didn't notice already, Jessica is OCD. When we were in our dorm in California, every night before we went to sleep, she would turn the lights on and off exactly four times, she'd lock and unlock the door six times every time we went out, before we went to bed, and when she got back from a class or party. Even if she was drunk off her ass, she never forgot. Whenever we didn't have classes, she'd stay inside the dorm, making sure it was cleared of every little bit of dust. I absolutely couldn't leave my clothes out or on the floor because she'd freak out and immediately pick it up. She did laundry at least three times a week. She said that there could be no dirty clothes in our room because dirty clothes attract flies and she wanted no flies infecting our room.
She had to change dorms four times because people found it weird that she's so organized and that she is always cleaning and making sure everything was in its place. Honestly, I find it to be one of Jessica's awesome quirks. Her OCD is what makes her Jessica and I would never change her because without her OCD, she wouldn't be Jessica. And while others don't like her for who she is, I love her and I'm grateful to have her as my best friend.
I sigh and hug her while saying, "You're amazing, you know that right?"
She giggles and says, "Duh, I'm the definition of awesome."
I chuckle and shake head as I let her go and say, "Come on, we have a plane to Pennsylvania that we have to catch."
She grabs our bags while I grab the bag full of money as we make our way down the stairs, out of the house, and into the Jeep. We place the bags in the backseat before driving off to the airport.
Jessica calls Raymond and tells him that we are on our way before hanging up. I sigh as we stop at a red light.
"We'll be okay right Sam?" Jessica asks. I nod and say, "We'll be okay"
I hope.
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