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Chapter Doce (12)

(Y/n)'s POV

I wake up, and I'm not in JE's house anymore. I'm inside a very familiar car. I look around and notice a swastika pattern in the seat infront of me.

"Fuck! JE is a traitor, I thought we were friends." I whispered to myself. Then I realize I'm alone 'maybe I can escape'

I look out the window and see Third standing outside and talking to... JE, the traitor.

'I swear that JE will pay for this, no one betrays me. He'll SUFFER' I get out of my thoughts and try to open the door, but it's somehow locked. Also, I just noticed my hands are tied.

"Godamnit world! What do you want from me?" I mutter under my breath.

There's one way to escape, well three. But they're too chaotic. The first way is to break the window and make a run for it, but it'll be too loud and Third would notice. He could also shoot me in the leg and I'll meet with my inevitable doom.

Way two consists in trying to drive away, the thing is... I don't know how to drive or even use an old timey car. And my hands are tied!

Way three is... just to wait, regain his trust, poison him and run away! Sounds good, but if I poison him, I'm altering the future and I'll go poof.
And if I'm not wrong, evil Nazi mustache man committed suicide, so, Third should commit suicide, not die by poisoning...

My thoughts were interrupted by someone entering the car and slamming the door shut.

"Guten tag liebling~" It was Third... His accent gave him away, and I don't like the way he said that.

"I hope you enjoyed your time outside" he sat next to me and placed his hand in my leg, and started rubbing it. "Now it's time to go back" he smirked, showing his sharp teeth.

I kept quiet and looked away, any word that I use, can be used against me. If I word it correctly, then I'm safe. If not, I'm 100% screwed.

Third leaned closer to my ear and  whispered, "liebling, what were you thinking?"

My brain just... Stopped working and I wanted to die. I have no idea on how to escape, I never thought of coming here again. This is unexpected.

I continued ignoring him and just focused on making a very credible excuse.

But, I think he lost his patience because he pulled my hair and made me look at him.
It didn't hurt that much because me and my sister will usually horseplay and then it will turn into fights. So, I had to fake that I was in pain.

“I asked you a question, you better answer me.” he said, anger spilling out.

"I-I just got bored and...and I wanted to leave. Then I-I somehow made it outside!" The first part is true, but everything else is a lie.

He let go off of me and just frowned. He turned around and showed me my backpack, my heart dropped to my stomach.
I felt like my soul had left my body.

' oh fuck, I have Reichtangle's watch, Third's clothes, the maps and blueprints... If he sees them, I'm DEAD.'  I tried to keep calm and not raise suspicion. Clearly, I failed

"Ohh, w-where did you get t-that?" I stuttered. I just prayed that he didn't open it, but I think that satan wants me to suffer... Because Third started looking through the backpack.

I felt like if I was going to faint, I've been caught.

I'm dead...

He knows...

Maybe he doesn't?
I hope he doesn't know that I helped to free Poland and France.

He continues to pull put some of my stuff, the dress I used the day I escaped, food, medical kit...

The maps..

The blueprints...

A folded piece of paper... that isn't that bad.

Third unfolded the paper and his eyes widened. Since paper is thin, the sunlight that came from the window illuminated the paper, making visible my awful handwriting. I think I recognize that paper...

'Wait, isn't that... Oh fuck no! THAT'S MY ESCAPE PLAN! Why didn't I get rid of it?!' I panicked.

"So, it was you" he said, reading my plan. "I can't believe you did all of this liebling" he sounded, sad? Nope, he is faking, nevermind.

"All right, it was me. So what are you planning to do? Shoot me in the head? Decapitate me?  Execute me by your soldiers?" I look out the window and then back at him. "Because go ahead! I don't give a goddamn fuck"

I just accepted the fact that I'll die. At least I saved my angel, I hope he's okay.

"But if I kill you, then I won't be with you." He smirked, I swear that I'm getting tired of that smirk of his, the same goes with his accent and voice.

"I'll never ever hurt you," Third placed his hand above mine, I quickly pulled it away.

"Oh! But I will! Not physically, but emotionally. Just let me go" I said out loud. I was annoyed... Wait, did I just talked back-? oh no. I glanced at him and he was frowning again.

"I really want to be gentle to you right now, but you’re making it impossible." He mumbled, and rubbed his temples. He looked at me and grabbed my chin make direct eye contact.

Me being me, I just got pissed off. I just want my freedom and be the same dumbass that makes terrible life choices with Kyle. So yeah, I yelled at Third.

"ME?! I just want to leave! You make things impossible FOR ME!" I yell on his face.

"I’d advice you think twice before saying things like that. You’re not leaving me, ever." He smirked.

'This is fine, maybe he won't do anything that bad.... Yes he will, I'm scared. Mom, help. Why am I so stupid and stubborn? Mooom! AAAA.'

I just looked away and cornered myself next to the window. I just want to go home, I want to be away from that man, or country, whatever the fuck he is.

'alright (Y/n), shut up because you're fucking up EVERYTHING!'

'but-'

'LISTEN HERE YOU LITTLE SHIT. Just shut the fuck up, think before you speak. Because we fucked up enough'

'don't be so rude...'

'WE'RE THE SAME PERSON. I'm just a product of your mind to keep you Alive! But apparently you want to die so badly! So shut the fuck up, I'm trying to keep us alive.'

'ok... '

Well, I'm stuck with Third. Mission Escape has failed, time to plan my great escape. Again.

I can feel him staring at me, but I won't say shit, I have fucked up enough. I looked at the grayish sky, and the near deserted land where ruins of houses laid. I don't know how I can keep myself calm if I know that I will be in SO MUCH FUCKING TROUBLE.

Reichtangle, I know you stalk me and probably have thoughts about me, but, BE MY SAVIOR ONCE AGAIN. I NEED TO SAVE MY ASS, I DON'T WANT TO FACE THE CONSEQUENCES OF MY OWN ACTIONS.

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Published: January 12, 2020.
Do you have a plan to escape? Even if it's stupid? Or will you give up?

Sorry for the shitty chapter and any mistake. I suck at writing...