The no Hero

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Ambrosia's Pov

Recap

" Who is driving?" 

" Hero"

" He is not Hero. He's acting like me to kidnap u. U r in danger now. U do as I say exactly."

" Who are you talking to?" the no- Hero guy asks me. 

My palms are sweating and shaking. I don't know who to believe. I take a deep breath trying to calm myself down. Wait cologne. This cologne is too foreign for my nostrils. Hero doesn't wear this cologne, I know for sure. So the Hero who is driving the car is not my Hero then.What in the world is happening? That explains the judgmental look and rough not so gentleman gesture. 

" Hello? U still on the line?" Hero's voice alarms me. I steal a glance at the stranger to make sure that he's concentrating on the road ahead and not looking at me. 

I clutch my phone tightly and answer, " Yes. What do I do now?" 

" U gotta jump out of that car before u arrive at his property. Once u r in his property, it's almost impossible to escape. Focus. I'm on my way to rescue u."

" Ok. Get a wriggle on," I add trying to steady my shaky voice.

" Stay on the li-----," the stranger snatches my phone. 

" So I assume u've already figured out by now that I'm not Hero, huh? So no more pretending," he pulls over the car. 

Slowly his appearance starts changing slowly by slowly. It's like I'm watching a sandman, Hero facade starts disappearing and no longer than a min, he is completely another person. 

I know that I'm in the death trap but let me describe how he looks. Blonde hair, six feet, icy blue eyes.

" Done admiring me, aye?" 

" What's there to admire?" I taunt him. 

" Fierce, I like it. Btw, I'm Lucky- Blue Smith," he smirks and extends his hand for me to shake his hand. Doesn't he realize that we are not in a situation to shake hands?

" No thanks," I turn around and open the car door. It won't even budge.

" Don't u think I'll put the childlock on ur door when I'm kidnapping u? Thought u r smart."

"Well in that case, u r right. I'm a smartass," bracing myself, I fist my hand and strike his head real hard. Pain shoots through my fingers. What's his head made of? While he's groaning, rubbing his temple and mumbling a string of profanities, I elbow his back with all my might. 

I'm sure he won't be able to stand straight up for a few minutes. I snatch the key from the dashboard and put it in the ignition. I turn it on and unlock the door on my side. 

Just as I feel a taste of safety, he pulls my ponytail. Damn ponytail. 

"It isn't nice of u to pull a lady's hair," I lay flat and scratch his calloused hands ripping my scalp apart. Still he doesn't let go of my hair. My bag fell off my lap and suddenly I remember the pocket knife I kept there.

" I don't want to hurt u but I can't help baby. U keep resisting. I'm sorry." Why's he sorry? If he feels bad, then why did he abduct me in the first place? His hands go down to my neck and starts choking me. Oooh, is this where his apology plays a part? 

I open my bag while he's busy choking the hell out of me. His hold is quite strong and I'm almost seeing stars. Something cold touching my hand. The knife. That's it. I get a hold of the knife handle.

My lungs are desperate for oxygen. I slide the knife open and cut his hands. Blood splashes my face. Thank god. I'm a medical technologist. Or else I might be shocked at the blood.

As soon as he leaves my neck, I push open the door and start running into the forest which is beside the gravel road, without a glance back. My breath is running out. My bare feet hurt. Yet I keep running into the direction god knows where. I don't know where my sneakers are. 

My head is wet from my sweat. My feet are wet from my blood. It's funny how it turns out from a normal date. 

Looking around, trees are everywhere. Green, green, everything is green. It's sickening how my favorite place becomes a nightmare. Forests used to be a place I go to whenever I feel low. They used to be relaxing. 

My mind is running 100km per min and my heart is beating at a rate where my chest could crack open. My feet fail their task carrying me home.

" Are you alright?" a voice comes out of nowhere. My knees unconsciously start shaking. I look into the direction where I assume the voice comes out. Black boots,  black jeans, black sweater


Dun dun dun...........

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