There was cold steel against my throat

My dark black eyes stared up at the soc holding it and his eyes stared right back.

How did my life come to this I wonder. Held hostage by people I didn't know just because my parents had a mediocre amount of money. I didn't understand it.

I felt something wet my cheeks and the Soc sneered but went on holding the knife to me in the back of the car we raced through town and I closed my eyes praying

God please let a cop catch them speeding god please.

But that wouldn't happen. And I knew it

When you live in Tulsa you learn to look the other way.

I sighed yea It was all over.

Soon we passed over to the west side and the houses got bigger I opened my eyes then

The windows were tinted.

I thought vaguely.

I couldn't cry through my gag but the tears were running freely down my face and the Soc holding me was laughing harshly

I knew no one would come looking for me as soon as I read the

"you are now leavening Tulsa"

Sign

The Socs pushed me out of the car and on to the ground.

Someone stood me up I closed my eyes and The last thing I felt was Metal to my throat and cold liquid flowing down my front. And then the blackness faded and there was nothing left. Just like me.

*same day on the news*

"and the body of a young girl was found In Tulsa today

The police investigation is pending they suspect homicide…. "

(a/n It's gory I know I'm sorry please don't hurt me but I got bored and This Idea popped into my head)