Would You Do it For Me

Part 2- The Decision pt.1

AMELIA'S POV

I was never the fastest runner but bitch if i wanted to, I would SPEED. As of right now, i wasn't running for stupid track, or for a workout, but this, this was for life. It's really crazy to think about, like actually running like your life depends on it. Now that I have my shit together with running, I started to think about Chase, and how before the whole crimial thing came along, we actually kinda had a connection. I was never the deppest person, but I had a definite feeling that he was, somewhat good for me. I guess that i was wrong. I guess it's kinda hard to feel betrayed, since i didn't even know him too well but I mean, he walked around with a fake face on and hid who he trulely was. But I guess I do that too, and mabye, just mabye, I could tell he was hiding something, because mabye, just mabye, I was like him too. Not a phycopath, but knowing how to hide when ur really just gonna break down but instead of not breaking down, it's breaking you.

I didn't even have the time to turn around, mabye he wasn't even following me and I was just looking like a complete idiot. But just in case... I came across three paths that lookde REALLY sketchy, but i mean it's better than being murdered sooooooo. I ran down the left one cuz like, why not. Suddenly, i felt like I was litterly FLYING through the air.

I soon realized I looked like a complete idiot hyanging over someone's shoulder and not doing anything about it. I kicked and screamed, but there was no use. I gave up quickly, because just breathing at a steady pase seemed to be impossible. How the hell did he get to me so fast though? I mean, he was like kind of a crimial, but still. Hold up, am i really thinking about this?? Now?? Bitch I could literly be getting kidnapped right now and I'm thinking about this??? Out of nowhere, I got flung into the ground, oh wait, lemme correct you A FUCKING WALL. If only i hadn't spilled the stupid iced coffee. But unfortunalty, I did, and just like in the coffee shop, I was met with those beautiful blue eyes again. But they weren't filled with anger like I thought they'd be. They seemed to be filled with even more sorrow if that was possilble. After finially being able to get out of his gaze, I realized he had both of his hands on either side of me. Don't get me wrong, his hands were close, but not so as if they would force me to looke back at him. But I could always use and excuse to look back at those eyes. Omg stop. He's litterly a phycopath what are you thinking?

C: Amelia...

A: Get away from me Chase!!

C: Please Amelia you need to understand-

A: No, your a criminal, there's not much to explain so GET THE FUCK OFF ME

C: Shhhhhhhhh

A: Ch-

He put his hand over my moth to I guess shut me up

C: Listen, you need to understand, I'm not a criminal, ok? That was a really bad guy and i didn't mean to kill him. And I know you have no reason to trust me, but I need your help.

he took his hand off of my mouth

A: Why me?

C: Because your... perfect

He realized what he just saud and corrected himself

C: I- I mean for the job

C: because I can tell, there's something about you that... I'm so sure about

A: you don't even know me

He smirked

C: But you trust me

A: well...