Fear is kicking in really bad. My heart is pounding and racing. Tears are flowing down my face. Where the hell is Michelle? As I'm carried outside through the side of the emergency exit, I'm pushed into a black truck waiting by the door. I wait in the truck, wondering what the hell is going on and who the hell just pushed me in this truck. I'm more scared than I've ever been. I just witnessed a shooting and I'm absolutely shaking. My hands are shaking, my legs are shaking, and my heart is racing through my chest.
Just as I'm lost in my thoughts, the back door opens up, and Michelle is crawling in the truck. I jump up and grab her by the neck holding her tight.
"Oh My God! I was so worried about you. Are you okay?" I asked.
Michelle is crumbled over with tears flowing from her eyes. I've never seen her like this before. "I'm okay. I was looking all over for you. I thought..." She said before I interject.
"I know, me too."
No more words are needed as we just hold each other and let out a cry of love and appreciation. Then it dawned on me, I still don't know who the hell picked me up and pushed me in this truck. "Michelle, who helped you out? I was thrown over somebody's shoulder and pushed in this truck!"
Michelle still crying looks at me and said, "Yeah, it's all a blur but I remember being pulled out by the waist. I was pushed through the door and that's when I saw the truck and I stepped in." Just then, the driver and passenger's doors opened.
"Rob?" I screamed.
Rob
"Mike?" Michelle screamed.
Mike
Rob and Mike were both getting in the front seats of the truck. The back-passenger doors opened and there they were.
"Tony!" I screamed.
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My Crazy Life
RomanceCandy's perfect little world is turned upside down when she meets the perfect guy. She's forced into a life of Love, Crime and Passion.