Retribution [short story]

Retribution [short story]

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"I know I'm sweaty. I know I smell bad. All I have to do is get out the front door and I'll be safe." I bit my lip and prayed. "Please, just this once. Let me go home without a new bruise..."
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"Help!" I screamed,banging on the door This felt like one of my scary dreams again. The only thing I could think of was how it felt so real and I wanted nothing more than for it to end. "Please! Justin! Someone!" I cried out, beginning to feel my heart race faster by the second. All I did was kept banging and screaming as I hoped someone would hear. It took everything in me to let out the last punch before dropping to the ground and sob uncontrollably while covering my mouth to soften the sound. I know I am really trapped now,I have no idea where I am and I dont even know if I can make it out of here to see.This is too much; one minute I'm on the beach,Justin has me on his shoulders while he spins and than I just get knocked out with Justin on the ground next to me. I still smell and saw the faint blood stain on the ground from where Justin was. Yep,Justin. I was now on the ground,waiting patiently for someone or something. Anything.

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