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Wrong Choice
Ehren looked at the clock, it was 10:50. Her dad would be home in ten minutes and she had one heck of a mess to clean up. "Why didn't I pay attention to the time" she thought out loud, according to the clock she now had only 8 minutes before her death. It was just going to be a simple party, never in a million years was it supposed to turn out like this, but on the bright side it was a party that would never be forgotten.
It was a rare chance that Duke went out with someone, especially a lady friend. I mean his reputation isn't exactly a golden one. Most people were kind of intimidated by him, I could see why especially since he threatens me almost every day, but as far as being a bad person he was not.
Ehren listened in horror as she heard a car pull into the drive. She quickly ran to the window. Yup it was him, "I'm so dead". Thoughts quickly ran through her mind, the back door was an obvious option; she knew that she would eventually get caught, but it would postpone her death. Decision made she bolted for the backdoor. I was pitch black out, but she could just make out the tree in the back yard and hauled ass up it. Another plan had hit her. Duke was going to go looking for her and she knew that, so when he left the house in search of her she was going to sneak back in the gather some of her belongings. It was fool proof.
With Ehren perched safely up the tree she could see her dad moving around the house and he looked pissed. He pulled out his comm and pressed a button, seconds later hers started to light up. "To hell if I'm going to answer that" she rejected the call and looked back towards the house. Duke had picked up his keys and she could see him leaving out the front door. Ehren was about 15 feet up in the tree; she had climbed it plenty of times but never in the dark. She began lowering herself to where she thought was a foot hold and let go of the branch. I was definitely the wrong move as she came crashing to the ground, her arm producing a sickening pop.
Duke had been driving around for about an hour, still no sign of his offspring. Driving around looking for her just seemed to make him even angrier as the seconds went by. He eventually decided to turn around and head home. "Fine, if she's going to play games I'm not even going to waste my time looking". He was absolutely furious, coming home to a trashed house then having to look for his kid enrages him. She should have known better but then again that wouldn't be Ehren. Careless and headstrong would be the two words that would best describe her. She was always acting on impulse, if you told her to jump off a bridge and if she happened to think that it would be fun she would jump.
Ehren was always treated differently but she was not to blame. General Edmund Duke was retired, but on one condition. If the Emperor needed him he would have to go back into the service. Not that he didn't mind that fact; sure he loved being a General and loved telling people what to do, but Mengsk was always having him checked on. However Duke knew Mengsk was weary of Ehren. She was the scion to the Duke family and with that came power, power that could stoke the fires to the Confederacy in which the Old Families controlled. Mengsk was worried that Ehren would find remaining old family scions and the Confederacy would be restored. But Duke knew that would be nearly impossible after the destruction of Tarsonis and plus Ehren could barely keep a goldfish alive let alone fuel a revolution.
The pain started almost immediately after the shock of falling out of a tree had worn off. Ehren's fear was realized when she looked down at her arm. She could obviously see the bone poking at the skin, but still the fear of her dad catching her was far greater than the fear of a broken bone. Lifting herself up then cradling her arm she made her way back to the house, luckily for her the backdoor was still unlocked. Making her way through the kitchen, up the stairs and finally to her room, Ehren pulled out her school bag and dumped her books. As she packed she made a mental note of all the essential stuff, "Undies… shirts… socks…. pants…and toothbrush, that should last me a couple days". Shoving her stuff into the bag she made her way over to her dad's room. Ehren knew her dad kept a stash of money in his closet, "I'll need this more than him at the moment" She said as she took 200 credits from the box. She knew better than to take all of it, which would be signing her death warrant, not that she was already dead considering the circumstances. Stuffing the money into her pocket, she ditched the closet and made her way back downstairs. Still cradling her arm, the adrenaline of running away was keeping the pain at a minimum. As she turned the corner all the blood drained from her face, because sitting in the kitchen was one pissed of General…..