Hey people, this is my first multi chapter story. Also my first Phantom of the Opera fic. Well I hope you enjoy it!
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It's snowing.
The wind is harsh.
It doesn't matter.
I was free,
I just had to keep running.
Past the closed shops, I ducked into an alley and crouched behind a garbage can. I was gasping for air, my lungs were burning from the exertion and my heart was racing. If I didn't calm down soon, I would find myself having a full blown panic attack.
They were getting closer, their yells and curses echoing down the empty Parisian streets. There was two of them chasing me, they worked as enforcers. Kidnapping, beating, and killing people, following His orders. They were despicable human beings, monsters really.
I held my breath as their footsteps sounded in the entrance of the alley where I was hiding. Please keep going, please, please. Don't find me, don't take me back there. I pleaded in my mind, huddling closer together. Trying to make myself as small as possible.
Finally they moved on, walking past my hiding spot. I couldn't believe It.
I stayed in the position for what felt like hours, my limbs were getting stiff. The bottom of my dress was soaked through. It stuck to my legs, causing me to shiver uncontrollably. I needed to get to shelter, or I wouldn't even be able to enjoy my freedom. I would be dead. Which I suppose is another type of freedom, but not really what I was going for.
Slowly I rose up from my hiding spot. My legs ached from being crouched for so long. In fact my whole body ached, I was exhausted. Gingerly, I touched my left wrist, then the right. The rope had cut deep into the skin from my struggle. The wounds were raw and still bleeding. My ankle was swollen and bruised, the scar tissue around it was red, angry and ugly. My face was bruised, my entire body was bruised or at least it felt like it.
I wanted to cry, tears filled my eyes but I wouldn't let them fall. This wasn't the place, I needed to keep moving before they came back.
Creeping out of my hiding spot in the alley, I looked down both ways. The streets were empty, seeing this I moved quickly across into the other alley. I stayed close to the walls of the buildings, staying hidden in the shadows as best I could. I was so focused on making sure no one was following me, I didn't notice the man that walked out in front me until I walked straight into him.
Stumbling back, I attempted to look up only to be slapped so hard I fell to the ground, landing in a cold muddy puddle.
"Hey little bunny, didn't think you'd see me again. Did ja?" The man sneered, and crouched down beside me. His left hand shot out and grabbed me roughly up the upper arm, pulling me up into a standing position.
"Let me go!" I whimpered, trying to pull my arm out of his grasp.
He laughed loudly, sending spittle flying into my face. I could smell the alcohol on his breath. His other hand reached up and grabbed me roughly by the face. "You think you can escape?!"
Wincing, I quickly brought my hand up and slapped him as hard as I could in the face. His head turned to the side from the force. Turning back to me he narrowed his eyes.
"You little bitch!" He yelled, moving his hands to my throat and squeezed it tightly, lifting me off the ground. Struggling I began clawing at his hands, my feet kicking wildly.
Swinging my leg higher, I kicked him in the crotch causing him to let me go and cover himself. Gasping for air, I noticed my attacker was still crouched over in pain. Seeing my advantage, I quickly brought my elbow down on his back, hard.
He fell. I ran.
I could hear him yell in frustration behind me, calling out to his partner. His footsteps thundered on the cobblestone behind me. Followed by his partners footsteps.
I ran down the streets and through alleys, taking random turns. I was lost, everything was beginning to look the same. I don't know how long I ran, it could have been minutes or hours. I just knew I couldn't stop, they could be right behind me.
My heart pounded so loud in my ears, I could hear nothing but it. I ran until my legs ached and burned, and eventually gave out. I hit the ground hard and slid; rolling over onto my back, I laid there nose was bleeding, possibly broken from the fall. The pain was finally catching up to me now that the adrenaline was wearing off, causing me to groan in pain.
I blinked slowly and stared into the sky, watching the snow fall. Turning my head to the side, I noticed a huge building. I stared at it for what felt like forever, trying to remember where I knew it from.
It's the Opera Populaire. I always wanted to go there, perhaps this is as close as I'll ever get.
I thought remorsefully, reaching for the building. Only to realize it was getting smaller and smaller.
No, wait! Come back... I giggled deliriously. Everything looked as if it was in a tunnel now, including the man that was walking towards me. It was starting to make me nauseous, slowly I turned back to the sky and let my arm fall back into the snow.
It's snowing.
The wind is harsh.
It doesn't matter.
Well that's it, the first chapter. Sorry about any mistakes you may find, I tried my best. Anyway review if you liked it, hated it, or had any questions!
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