The runaway

The beginning

Hi. My names Alison but most people call me Ali. I come from a small town called Rosewood. I'd be there right now if a crazy psychopath wasn't trying to kill me. Yeah, I'm not the nicest person you'd meet.
I'm on the road right now heading to Kansas, I have to be as far away from rosewood as possible, but it sucks because my family's there, and my friends and they both think I'm dead. It hurts to see them hurting. I would say I was doing this to protect them but that crazy psycho A already got to them. Torchering them in anyway possible. It even tried running some of them over with a car! 3 times! Anyway if I find a pair of ruby red heals in Kansas I sure as hell am not going to put them on wishing to go home because that's the last place I wanna be. I can't trust anyone.

I finally got to Kansas and found a motel called the night owl.

I check in under the name Vivian Darkbloom, because you can never be too safe.
I unlock my door and unpack my stuff.
Then I leave to go get some weapons because I don't think a few kitchen knives will protect me.

I get to the gun store and head inside.

"What can I get ya?" The man at the counter asks

"I need a gun. A small one but one that can shoot far and damage good"

"You mean like this one?" I hear from behind me

I turn and see a gorgeous dude with amazing green eyes.

"Well it's about the right size but how do you expect me to know it shoots good? It could shoot like crap for all I know" I say back smirking

"Well maybe I could show you sometime, I'm Dean" he says smirking back

"I'm Ali"

"What do you need a gun for anyway?"

"Nothing you need to worry about" I say

"Angry boyfriend? Pissed off parents?"

"I SAID nothing you need to worry about." I say a little annoyed

"Dean leave the poor girl alone" the tall one says

"And you are?" I say with flirtatiousness in my eyes, they're both so damn attractive I can't concentrate.

"I'm Sam" he says shaking my hand

"Nice to meet you both, But if you will excuse me, I have to pick a gun and be on my way."

"Can I at least have your number?" Dean says looking straight into my eyes

"Why not, but if you let anyone else see my number you will never see daylight again"

"Got it" he says with a surprised look on his face

I turn to the counter to write my number down.
As I turn around to give it to him I see a figure in a black hoodie holding a huge gun probably loaded

SHIT.

"DUCK" I scream

We all duck quickly as the black hoodie (also known as A) shoots the gun. I hear a loud smash and then everything goes black.