Fucked
Hi again, everyone! This story took me over a month to write, so I hope you like it. The entire story is in Tori's POV. This is my second story, so please review and tell me what your thoughts are.
Thank you.
Chapter 1
Rain poured down in the darkness, slapping me in the face as I ran. My small bag bounces so hard on my thigh, I know that it will leave a bruise.
'I am done with them, DONE.' I think.
I finally stop running when my lungs feel like they are about to explode, hot flashes rip-roaring through my body. I fall down, gasping for air like a fish out of water. I sit there for a while, listening to the ragged sound of my breathing. It sounds raspy, crazed, not like mine at all. Exhaustion overwhelms me, and I feel faint, like I'm about to pass out. I've finally gotten out and away. Finally, I will have peace. I wasn't so desperate when we first reached this island. Jade, Beck, Cat and I had gotten a gig on a cruise ship going to Thailand. About halfway through the journey, a group of men, terrorists, took control of the boat. They had guns and knives, and had killed most of the staff before getting to us. They took control quickly, as there was about thirty of them. They roamed the hallways, kicking down doors. Screams echoed down the halls, and gunshots rang out. They herded most of us to the top deck, but dead bodies still littered the stairways. I did as I was told, and managed to grab my bag in the process. The deck area was in absolute chaos. All 300 or so passengers were up on the deck, trying to find their families. Luckily, I was able to find Jade, Beck and Cat in the crowd, because of Cat's velvety red hair. Eventually, the people on the deck found who they were looking for and settled down in groups, clutching each other. The Terrorists, however, roamed the deck, guns at the ready for just one person to step out of line. We were extremely scared at this point, so we were huddled in the middle of the deck, a small distance separating us from the other families. Cat was whimpering and Beck was holding her, stroking her hair. Jade was sneering, staring furiously at Beck. After a while, most of the groups were sitting down on the deck, whispering softly. I was just starting to relax when a heavily built man burst through the door to the deck. Everyone immediately jumped up, looking straight at him. He was carrying a bloody knife in one hand, and a severed human head in the other. He raised the head up by the hair, yelling in broken English. "This is what happens when you fight me!" Another man came up and spoke with him in whispers. They spoke for a couple of minutes, until another man brought a machine gun. The first man grabbed it and shot a few rounds into the air.
"Exellent." He snickered, a sadistic smile creeping across his face. His voice then rang out again, louder than before. "Jump off side of boat, all!"
He then pointed his gun at us, his fingers wrapped tightly around the trigger. Sweat beaded on his forehead, and he looked a bit nervous. "You! You first!" He signaled two men, and they came up behind us, big and threatening. Jade, Beck, Cat and I linked arms, and scrambled to the edge, terrified for our lives.
We hesitated at the edge, and peered into the murky water, which seemed to be endless, stretching across the horizon, no land in sight. Suddenly, a huge hand came down on my back, and the next thing I knew, I was falling.