From Owen's POV
I couldn't do anything but stare at her in the hallway, as I saw her opening her locker. I was frozen, frozen like Aunt Carol's pies, man those things are good! Like seriously, if I could marry pie I'd- oh wait yeh I forget. So I see her opening the locker, then I see with the locker and I am thinking to myself. 'Come on Owen! Get some balls! Ask her out!' I keep on thinking that to myself over, and over again but all I am doing is just standing in the middle of the hallway getting all sweaty and looking like an idiot.
You know that girl in the locker I was just talking about and I haven't said who it is yet because I suck at writing? Well that girl is my dream date to the prom. I am in my senior year in high school at the moment, and my high school year so far has been AWESOME! Well not really, but I just saw that. But you see, at every single dance our school has I just can never get a freakin date! I mean seriously, I asked like twenty girls last year to a dance, 10% of them yell at me and say no, and the other 90% cry and slap me senselessly! I mean seriously, that makes me wanna cry too! Are chicks really that shallow that they don't even want to talk to a dude, just because he's a little…. obese?
Okay, okay, I am a fat ass, I'll admit it, I know that but why does every damn student in the entire freakin school have to remind about it all the time?! I'm overweight, not mentally retarded. I've been emotionally and psychically abused everyday since I was five, and it's all because of weight! My parents say stay positive, and that if I say the word "awesome" all the time I'll feel awesome. So I guess I have actually been a pretty depressed person all of my life, it is just that I do such a good job at hiding who I really am to prevent things to get even worse that I have fooled myself, into believing I am happy and cheery. I usually just ignore the abuse I have to face with, but it is slowly killing me on the inside. I try everything to avoid being made fun off, and really that is worse then any of the bullying I've been through. I don't like to go swimming in public, last time I did that everyone just started at me with a disgusted look on their faces. I couldn't go on the plane trip to Hawaii with my folks because I don't want to be forced to pay for an extra seat because of my weight. I don't want the passengers to think when they look at me "that fat kid needs to use TWO seats" I could never go to a carnival, circus, theme park, or anything like that. I am just too big to go on most of the rides, plus everyone just stares at you… I basically just flat out avoid going out in public at all times.
Now people have told me "just stop eating" well it is not that easy. I eat food when I'm not even thinking, when you are as obese as me, food is like a drug, a beer, a cigarette I know it's literally killing me when I do it but I can't stop. When I stop eating for only twenty four hours my body feels like it is going to die, I'm serious. I just cannot do that, I really can't you might have cruel mind and think that is funny, but I have no control over your thoughts so do whatever. I had to find some way to slim down, dieting wouldn't be possible, the amount of exercise required to get my to slim down would give me a heart attack, I tried taking some pills, that didn't work. I spent over a year looking at ways of slimming down on the internet, that didn't work. I later decided to do something risky…. I had decided to get surgery, the only problem with that is getting the cash. How would I be able to do that? Money in our family is hard to come by so there was no my parents would give me that kind of money. Whether they had it or not, I had to get the cash fast. May 16th 2007 was just another day for me, summer was about to start. I hate summer, you wanna know why? Because I have nothing to do! At least school fills me up with homework to do and makes me get smarter. I study all the time, because there is literally nothing better to do. I have straight A's and I'm a blonde. How AWESOME is that? Anyways May 16th 2007, I saw an advertisement in the lunch room, a poster for auditions to be on a Survivor-live contest! Plus it was for Canadian teens only! I immediately auditioned; I knew I could get the part. Wanna know how I knew? Because I was sure the producers would just love the audience to have a fat kid that they can laugh at. Of course I was right, as I received a phone call one week later that I got to be on the show.
I was stoked to be on the show, but I was easily a whole hell more worried about it, it meant that the whole world would see and laugh, and I'm sure there would give me challenges that would be something a fat person like me would struggle in, and my humiliation would be on television, for the whole entire world to see. I'd have horrible memories that I'd never be able to forget. But it was the only I could get the cash, one hundred grand, wow, now I know what you might be thinking: What on earth made you think you actually had a chance?!
Well here was my logic in thinking that I could actually win this, I believed after seeing the other twenty-one contestant's motivation to win that mine was the greatest. So that means that I knew I would try the hardest in the challenge, and I do excel well at some psychical activity, (to a lot of people's surprise) like dodge ball for example. Man do I love that game, it's the only thing in high school that I am not an outcast in, plus it is nice to always pummel all those jack-asses with balls with. So with me trying the hardest that should be good enough for my team to not vote me off, so that will put in the merge, once the merge starts I wouldn't get many votes because I am not a threat, I'm just a giddy fat kid, and of course I was right. I had won the game, for the first time in my entire life I had felt like a winner with something other then dodge ball. Yes, I know giving up the 100 grand was the most retarded thing anyone could ever do. Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! It is just in TDI, people actually liked me, I supposed is that everyone there has an issue that they had to deal being made fun of it all their life. I was actually making friends, and I was popular, I thought things were turning around for me but- oh you know what happened. I guess I sort of (not really) deserved it because I lied and told everyone I'd throw a huge yacht party so they would vote for me. I'll admit that was a little bit Heather-ish of me, but I really wanted everyone on my side, because I truly felt I deserved it more. I suppose I would have thrown a party with whatever was left, but I didn't think there would be anything left because I had to pay for them to get rid of a loot of pounds.
Then I got to go for the million again in season three, I can't tell you who won it since it hasn't aired yet but I'll tell you this: It wasn't me. But overall I am glad I signed up for it, having real friends, having something to actually do! What the most amazing and magical thing is that I actually looked up with a girl! And she had a pulse!!! God, I miss her, I miss her more then anything in the whole world. For once their was a women that shared the same feelings I had for her. Okay, so she did puke when I told her I loved her, but that was probably from eating all those marshmallows right? Thanks to Izzy and everything else that happened on "Total Drama" my confidence raised up. I have an amazing personality I think, I believe I'm fun to be around, and have a great sense of humor. Izzy was the first girl to actually see that, and not just the size of my butt. After what I saw a girl like Izzy could do, I knew that a girl that wouldn't completely reject you because you're fat exists, I knew that somewhere in my high school there is one girl that isn't truly that shallow. And I won't rest until I find her and take her to the senior dance. I asked every girl that looked like they were available out, I got a slapped a lot of times but I kept at it, I had saved the best for the last, the girl I am truly in love with, maybe more Izzy, to ask to the dance.
I was about to ask her out but… I couldn't do anything but just stare at her in the hallway, opening her locker. I was frozen, frozen like my Aunt Carol's apple pies, and then all of a sudden my mind just played a bunch of thoughts of my life and all the crap that I have gone through in my lifetime, then after all that another thought hit me suddenly: "Am I cheating on Izzy if I ask her and she says yes?" We never officially broke up, I think it was just presumed that our relationship was over right? I mean we are never going to even see each other ever again. I decided to forget the thought of me cheating on Izzy thing and that I was just trying to find an excuse not to ask this beautiful but also available looking girl to the prom. So I took a deep breath and finally got the courage to go up and ask her. But then I realized something she was gone. Crap, I was too lost in my head that I didn't even notice she left! Maybe I can still catch her. Aaah! Why am I still thinking?!?!
I ran frantically outside, this year is a first all of my brothers have a date to the prom and if I don't get one I'll be the only one. I desperately tried to find out which bus she goes on, I searched every, she wasn't on anyone of them. I then ran up to one of her friends.
"You!" I jumped up to her,
"Aaaaaaaah!!!!"
"How does Amber Barker leave the school?"
"She walks home, why do ya wanna know ya little stalker, you fag! Fag! Fag!!!!"
I simply ignored that last comment, and just kept on searching until finally I found her.
"Amber! Amber!" I yelled. Then shortly afterwards she turned around.
"What do ya want loser?"
I sighed. Oh well, it is better to love and lost than to never have loved at all I thought. Sure there is a 99.99% chance she will reject but if I go home a loser tonight I will wonder if that 00.01% lucky change thing happen to me, like in TDI, maybe (probably not) she'll say yes! Ya never can 100% know anything really.
"Can I-" I started to sweat. "Take you to the dance?"
There was a moment of silence. "You serious?"
I nodded. "Yes! I will! Thank you!" She then hugged me tightly.
I was shocked, this girl that is beautiful and she yes to me, I fully believe that if there is a 0.01% of something super awesome happening to you and the other percent isn't death or serious injury then you should totally take it, it is awesome! Oh crap, she just said yes, and I have been doing nothing but thinking! I have to say something nice to her, she's the only girl besides Izzy to say yes, to me! But the only thing I could think of saying was..
"Awesome!!! I can't believe YOU said yes to ME! Man this is just so-"
"Awesome?" Amber said.
"Yes! Ha ha, you must have seen "Total Drama Island" right?"
"No."
Then it turned into an awkward silence. Come on Owen you idiot! Think of something to say, I was about to say something, I don't remember what, probably something stupid but she ended up doing the talking instead.
"Will you walk home with me?"
A smile hit my face. "Yes." So we then walked, obviously.
"What time can you pick me up?"
"Will six-thirty be alright with you?"
"Yes, yes it will."
"What's your address?"
I don't think I should tell you what happened next, just in case some freaky stalker dude somehow reads this, but I'll just say that she told me her address and it was real. How awesome is that?!
Just then I heard a sound "Rah, rah, rah, rah Want your Bad Romance!" That's my ring tone; I picked up the phone and turned it on.
"He-"
"Hello?" Amber said. What? She has the same ring tone as me? This is fate we are meant to be together! Yes! But I guess it is no shock that it wasn't my ring tone, no one ever gives me a call.
"Oh sorry I'm late mom, I'm hanging out with this dude."
"The dude who is going to take me to the dance obviously!" That made me smile. I still can't get over the fact I have a hot date! With a girl! That has a pulse!
"Yeh, yeh, yeh, Yeh mom he is really ugly!"
That part hurt, a lot. But hey it was the truth, and the elephant in the room is that she only said yes to me is because she feels sorry for me, but still the fact that she would say that out loud right in front of me is pretty low, but of course I'm sure you all know if you actually give two craps about my life and have read everything in this then you know that girls have done far more worse things to me.
"I'm still here ya know." I whispered.
"Shut up!" She whispered back. "I'm like on the one." She then got back to talking to her mother.
"Yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yup, yuppers, uh-huh, no, nope, bye, love you two!" The call ended, she then turned to me.
"Why did you pick up your phone when my ring tone rang? Are you like stupid or something?"
I have to admit I kind of chuckled to myself hearing her say that, since her hair is pure blonde. Ha! Oh wait so is mine. Gah! I'm so stupid!
"Ugh no." I replied. "It is just that "Bad Romance" is my ring tone to, but thanks for the insult anyways."
She didn't laugh. "Lady Gaga is on your ring tone?"
"Yees….." Where was she going with this?
"Wow, that's really gay." She then turned around and walked away.
You know for some weird reason I felt a lot less excited about her being my date. I then thought of what insult I should give her back this, but in the end I decided that I'd better keep my gigantic mouth shut and not lose the only girl in the world that would say to me. So I simply just said.
"I see." We then kept on walking for a little while longer until it was time for us to split our paths to home.
"Okay, you go ahead to wherever your house is, I have to wait here for someone to pick me up." She said.
"You don't continue walking?"
"No, it's too long."
"Alright." While I was walking way I realized that I had forgotten something, so I turned around and asked.
"Can I take your picture with me so I can show it to my mom to prove to her that I actually have some to take to the prom?" It didn't take me until after I said that to realize how loser-ish that sounded.
"Why, taking me to the prom is like no big deal."
"Yeh it is, you are so beautiful!"
She snorted. "Like I didn't know that I'm not stupid!"
"It was a compliment….."
"Whatever."
"Look would you please just take the stupid picture with me?!" Amber finally agreed to do the photo, and then I ran home and for the first time ever feeling like a winner. I couldn't wait to show us how beautiful she was, and how she is hotter then all of my brothers dates. Tonight was going to be the most awesomest night ever! It hurts to see how horribly wrong I was about that…
I ran in the house and cheered. "Whoo hoo! Something awesome just happened!" I know, I know I saw "awesome" way too much, but my mom taught me that if I say it enough I'll feel like a more positive person, it kind of actually does work, but the problem is that I can't stop saying the word! And it makes me annoying which of course makes more negative things happen, but whatever.
"Oh honey I am proud of you!" My mom said, I was confused, I hadn't told her about Amber yet.
"Why?"
"You are the only one in this family that couldn't get a date, but you stayed positive and keep on yelling out "awesome" even when things are totally sucking. I'm so proud of you."
'Mom," I said. "I got a date."
"Oh." A sad look then appeared on her face. "What does she have?"
I didn't understand what mean she meant, "Huh?"
"You know what kind of mental illness does she have? Is she blind? Does she suffer from cancer and only agreed to take you?"
"No, mom! My date is perfectly healthy!"
"Oh it's a desperate gay guy am I right?"
"What?!"
"I knew it after I saw you having a Lady Gaga song as your ring tone."
"Mom! It's a beautiful girl, who is completely health in her body and in her mind." She laughed; I knew that the picture would come in handy so I handed it over to her. I watched as her eyes grew wide and jaw dropped. I smirked at her.
"My." My mom then put on a false smile. "Let's not tell your father about this honey."
"Why?" I asked confused.
"Becau-" I then heard my dad call me, I told him where I was as he entered the room.
"Did you manage to get a date for the prom buddy?"
"Yes." I smiled.
"Is it, with a girl?"
I just sighed. "Yes!"
Sorry for my Harold-ness here but gosh! When will my family ever let that little "Justin" thing from TDI go, I mean come on people he is a super, super male model it is not humanly possible to not be a little attracted to him. I seriously think I have been made fun just as much from that as my weight. When I returned from the filming of Total Drama Action I expected everyone to beat me to death. I was only home for a few days, because I'd be back on a boat trip to go to "Total Drama World Tour" soon. But everyone was actually nice to me; everyone there became my friends, even the extreme bullies. It took me about fifteen minutes to discover why, it was because "Total Drama Island" had finished airing but the special was yet to air, so they didn't know that I didn't actually have any money, I later promised everyone in my town that I'd give them all a hundred dollars if they be nice to me, and of course they were. And by the time the special actually did air I was on a boat trip to season three. Sure I got jumped on by everyone, but it was still totally worth it.
"Ha! I told you Marry, our son isn't a complete loser, cough up that fifth bucks!"
"What?!" I said. "You guys betted on my social life?"
"You don't really have one dear," My mom is oh so positive. -_- "But yes, I guess you could say we did honey."
I groaned. "Hey don't be mad at me boy." My dad said. "I took your side!"
"Yeh, thanks I guess."
"So…" My mom said. "When do we get to see her?" A grin turned on her face, a frown on mine.
"You don't." I say.
"What?!" My parents shouted.
"You. Don't. Get. To. See. Her!"
"Don't be so sarcastic like that boy!" my father said. "It's sickening." What I find even more "sickening" is that he is always calling me "boy" after every sentence. And I'm eighteen years old now for Peter Pumpkin Eaters sake! I'm a man right now! But of course, I am never able to truly speak my mind to my parents, so I just say.
"Sorry."
"It's alright, so why can't we see her, are we not cool enough or something." That made me laugh, a little.
"No, it is just that I am picking her up."
"Oh, so your being a gentlemen huh, I like that! Good job boy!"
"But wait!" My mom said. "Why can't you bring her back here after the dance? I mean the dance is over at only 9:10 right?"
"Sorry, I can't do that ma, she lives too far away."
"How many miles?"
"Just thirty." My parents eyes went huge, I knew I shouldn't have said that.
"Thirty miles?!"
"It's not that long!"
"Why can't she drive here herself!"
"I don't know! But wouldn't me driving her be more "gentlemanly"?"
"Not if you are driving her for thirty miles, no! You cannot drive to the prom! Call her and tell her you are not doing!"
"But dad I-"
"You are not doing it!"
"But I can't call her! I don't know her phone number!!!"
"Too bad for you!!"
I started to cry, the second good thing in my life happens, and he does this… I was about to go to my room, and I did but then I stopped and said another thing that I regret. Three words that wish I would have never said, three words that I can never take back. Three words that forever changed my amazing relationship between me and my parents.
"I hate you." Then I ran upstairs into my room and continued to cry. About 9 seconds later my younger brother Johnny came in. I didn't like that, I wish he'd go away, I didn't want to be with my family right then, I didn't want to be with anyone then.
"What is wrong?" He asked.
I looked at him in the eye. "You couldn't hear the screaming?"
"Oh no, I totally could, it's just seemed more polite if I asked you."
"I can't take Amber Barker to the dance." I said so quietly he could barely here me.
"What?!" Johnny looked surprised.
"I thought you said you heard?"
"I-I did, mom and dad said you can't but you really can!"
"What?"
"Dude, you are an amazing driver, you could totally do thirty miles and back with getting even a scratch on the car. When you back home what are they gonna do? Ground you? Dude you have no life anyways, you never use the computer or the internet, you really can't because Devin is always it, you never go out. Plus you've never been in trouble with mom and dad before so you'll probably be let off easy."
"Exactly." I said. "I've never been in trouble with our parents before, and I don't want to be on bad terms with them."
He laughed. "You said you hated them, nothing will put you on lower terms with them then that, dude you have nothing to lose."
Johnny was right, I never do anything fun anyways, what could they possibly ground me from? Plus it'd be a great way to earn their trust, I've always wished Dad would let me drive more, maybe driving thirty miles and back would prove something to them, sure they will yell at me, but they just now yelled at me so I know I can handle it. Plus the fact that I am eighteen years old and have never been in trouble with my parents is pretty sad, I was going to do, I usually never listening to Johnny, and I shouldn't have then..
Dinner tonight was silent, not just from the lack of talking but the fact that I wasn't eating so quickly and burping every two minutes. I looked at the clock, 5:25 I had to pick her up at 6:30, I should probably go right now, Johnny had a plan to distract mom and dad, he was upstairs working on it right now, while mom and dad were distracted I was to run outside go to the car and take off. The very thought of hearing Johnny's plan hurt my stomach but I had to do it, I am in love with Amber. I looked at the clock again, 6:26, in 9 seconds it was finally gonna happen, the worst thing I have ever done, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, and.
"Mooom!!!!!!" Johnny yelled.
Zero, I thought to myself.
"What is it honey?!"
"I'm bleeding! I was playing with my pocket knife and I cut a whole line in my hand!!! Heeelp!!!!!!"
Of course, my stuck up, over protective parents ran frantically to him, and as soon as they were out of sigh I frantically ran outside, into the car got the keys and turned it on. At least I tried to, I kept on doing it over and over again. "Crap!" I thought, I kept on finally turning them over, and over, and over again until finally the car started. Yes! I cheered to myself, but then of course at the last second I remember something important, I forgot to bring my drivers license. 'Is there enough time to go run back to the dinner table and get it' I thought, that question was quickly answered one half-second later when I heard my dad yell as loud as he possibly can.
"Owen!!!!!!!"
Shit, shit, shit!!! I immediately started the car and drove away illegally. I started to panic. Think the worst possible thoughts. Are they going to call the police? Are they going to take away my drivers license? Am I really going to crash and die like they thought? Would I deserve it? Is my constant panicking screwing up my driving? I knew the answer to the last one so I tried to calm myself down and drive safely to Amber's house. 'This is going to be the most amazing day of your life, Owen.' I thought to myself. It was my end of my school prom. I have a date already so I should be stressed, I should be loose and have fun. Those peaceful thoughts helped me drive safely all the way to her house. What happened next made me wish I had died in a car crash.
I stopped by her house and I saw her waiting outside, I then stopped the car in front of her.
"You're late." She said.
I looked at the cars clock. 6:31, "drama queen" I thought to myself, I really didn't want to lose her so I just hid my true thoughts and apologized.
"Ready to ho? I mean go?" I asked.
"Hold on a sec." She then turned around went to her house and opened the door. "Okay we're going now!" she yelled. So then she and some other guy came out and stepped into my parent's car.
"Sup?"
"Not much." I say, and then I start the car and start to drive it. "Who is he, your brother?"
"No, he is my date." I stopped the car we bumped, she screamed.
"What?!?!" I yelled.
"He. Is. My. Date!"
"I know what you said but.. I am your date!!!!!"
She laughed, and so did her "date." "I'd never go out with a fat and ugly fag like you!"
I was speechless literally I was without words, she had to do the talking first.
"Drive!"
Then I finally got the guts and I dared to speak. "I asked YOU to be my date and you said yes!!!"
"How stupid are you? You asked if you could take me to the dance, not be my date! I needed someone to drive us, my family is low on gas and you offered to take us."
I was so pissed I constantly banged my head on the sterling wheel. "Drive!" She yelled again.
Then I turned around and looked at her boyfriend. "Get out! Me and Amber are going together, not you!"
"No." he said.
Yes I know it is pathetic, but I couldn't think of a good response to that. Amber was a blonde and I wouldn't be surprised if she literally thought I was asking just to take her to the dance. The thing I am really pissed off about is that now I am in serious trouble with my parents for nothing, I decided that I might as well just drive off to the prom, have to find something to do so I can avoid driving back to home. So I just drove all the way to the high school.
At the dance I did nothing but sit at a bench, looking at the guys that are losers like me dancing with their babes. I watched in extreme envy of them. I decided that since I don't have a date I might as well try to do something fun at the prom, I went to the food table and tried to grab something to eat but a bunch of jack-asses blocked me from getting anything, I was starting to get me hungry, and you wouldn't like to see me when I'm hungry. Instead of stooping to their level and doing something violent I decided to just go, Amber surprisingly actually noticed me and yelled at me to stop.
"Owen!!" She yelled as she ran up to me.
"Wow, you actually know my name." I said.
"Owen, what are you doing?"
"Leaving."
"What?! But who will drive us back home?"
"Don't know."
"We'll be stuck at this school all night!"
"Don't care." I turned around and walked away.
"You! Ugh you jack-ass! And I actually thought you were a little cute!"
I smirked at the though of that, yeh right. Izzy was and will be the only girl that thinks I am cute, I missed her, but I was too angry to be depressed at that time, so I decided I had to go and vent at my usual venting. Now when I tell you about where I go to vent, please hold your comments okay? Seriously. I go to vent at McDonalds and a buy a bunch of Big Macs with coupons until I feel better. Yes I know it is literally the most unhealthy way for someone like me to vent, but it's a habit and like I have said before, I just cannot stop it.
I spent the entire time at McDonalds just thinking of all the crappy things I have done today, to my parents. We can never look at each other the same anymore. And Amber, I was a pretty big douche for ditching her and I think she is a nice girl, I mean she actually talked to me and she didn't slap me and I ditch her for that, I thought about going to the school and driving her and her boyfriend home but I then looked at the clock, it was 9:30, the dance was already over. I just sighed. Their went one way to be able to make it up to her, so then I realized that I really owe her big time, at least thanks to her my parents didn't think I was a total loser that couldn't get a date this year, and really that is what I was mostly concerned about. Then I saw outside the store windows Amber! There she was, walking alone, in the dark, in the streets of Toronto. It was miracle, well not really since this way would be a shortcut to her house but still amazing! I had to make it up her somehow but I didn't know what, I didn't think that giving her a Big Mac would do the trick I tried to think of something to do but then I saw it.
Someone is a ski mask grabbed her and threw her in a dark alley and he went in their, she was getting mugged! I put my hands in my pocked and I- crap! My cell phone wasn't their, I couldn't call the police. I took a deep breath and I ran out the door and I went into the alley as I saw innocent Amber taking a beating, and another one, over and over again. And he got a gun and pointed it towards. He was going to kill her! But why?! What could she have possibly done?!?!
Her life was more valuable then mine, I had to give mine up for hers, I went up to him and choked him hard, but I couldn't grab on to him for long, I knew that. I saw Ambers eyes go wide.
"Ow-Owen?"
"Go go!!!!" She then ran as fast as she could.
"Hey hey!!!" The guy yelled he then ran after her but I jumped and tackled him to the ground. Amber had a chance to be free.
"Get off of me now! Or else I'll shoot you."
"Go ahead." I said, I wished so much he was bluffing, but he wasn't he shot me straight in the stomach, then suddenly I knew it, today will be the day that I'm going to die, I knew it, but that thought didn't stop me from trying to save Amber, she still hadn't escape the alley yet, I ran frantically to save her life, sadly I wasn't fast enough. I saw in horror as the murderer chocked he to death and banged her against the wall, seeing the look in her eye as he put the gun right next to her head was the most painful visual I have ever seen.
"Stop!" I yelled. He didn't even look at me.
"What did she ever do to you?! Huh?! Tell me!!! What does she owe you money, I have car I'll give it you, I'll give you everything I own just don't shoot her!!!"
Tears filled my eyes but my words meant nothing to him he shot her in the head multiple times and only 9 seconds later- she fell dead. I was in shock, I had just seen a human die it's the scariest sight to see the one you love to just die like that. I'll kill him I thought. I'll kill him! He has to die!!!! I ran towards him, I ignore the bullet in my stomach and I ran towards him but he was stronger then me he covered my mouth from screaming and then whispered.
"Leave now, don't tell anyone what you saw, and I'll let you live." I punched in the lip, as hard as I could, which isn't very hard.
"Heeelp!!!!!!!!!!!!" I screamed. "Heeeeelllp!"
He then immediately started choking me, I watched as he put his gun at my throat, then I looked as he moved his hands towards the trigger. He was going to kill me, after seing Amber's death I couldn't see my own, so I just closed my eyes as he pulled the trigger.