I don't know how many days it's been,but I think I'm starting to run mad.
Nathan has only come here once after that,and I must say that I almost bit his finger.
I'm really scared to death.
They've been talking about changing locations or something.
My hands are sore from being tied and I feel sick.
If I ever am released, I'm gonna need a visit to the hospital.
I haven't eaten properly in days,neither have I had proper ventilation in this room.
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A few hours later,Nathan barges into the room,looking disheveled. His shirt has a bit of blood on it and he has a bruise in his hand.
"We gotta go," he mutters. "Guys!" He yells towards the door.
"I'm not going anywhere until you untie me" I argue
"I'm not gonna untie you" he says back.
The three guys get into the room again.
"If you untie me,I'll do whatever you want" I say and he looks at me.
"Oh please, Jessy. I don't need your permission" he scoffs.
"I mean anything. Anything you want... My wrists are sore" I whisper as he leans closer.
"Jessy,the cops are looking for us. I heard your rich boyfriend is around" he groans.
"That doesn't bother me," I whisper directly into his ear. "I'm with you,right?"
The guys fully step into the big room and that's when I notice the knife beside me.
These guys are creeping me out.
"Well,you are with me" he smiles.
"Exactly,so.. just untie my wrists.. and my legs too" I plead.
"And we can go,right?"
"Yes,we can" I smile at him.
As he walks closer,I back up against the wall. I hit the window behind me.
Nathan walks over to me and cuts off the ropes.
He steps back and smiles.
"All free, sweetie"
Run! Run! Run!!!!!.
I smile at him,and I make sure I'm very close to the window.
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I throw the knife to their middle and that distracts them, giving me the cue to jump out of the window.
They locked that window throughout my stay in this room.
When I land on the floor,I groan.
Nathan looks out the window and mutters some curses before running.
The building isn't very tall,so they should be here anytime.
I notice my arm is bleeding,and it hurts so much..
My legs also hurt.
I gather all the strength and I begin to run.
I run to the roadside and I hear a siren in the distance.
YOU ARE READING
Black And Grey
Teen Fiction"I'll make you a promise,mom" I say as tears roll down my cheeks "No,Jessy... You don't make promises when you're angry" she says wiping my tears "I'm not angry,mom. I'm dead serious" I say clenching my fists "No.. Jessy" she says softly "I'll make...
