About a week passed and Richie was now un-grounded. He said that his mom wanted to ground him longer but she knew that he wouldn't do soemthing like that ever again. That meant that he could actually leave the house again and hang out with his friends.
This night, Miss. Adler was on a buisness trip andwould get back by midnight and Cheyrl was at a sleepover with some of her friends.
We ocasionally went on walks around the neighborhood at night when it was peaceful and calm.
I looked up. The night was beautiful with the stars and the bugs talking back and forth with each other.
This night especially nice. Richie took me to the place byt he lake that we would go sometimes and held my hand. I had stopped worring about the man who drugged me and hoped that he was long gone away from here.
It was so romantic until I found myself not breathing.
I tried and tried but there was nothing. I put my hands up to my neck and I felt a rope of fabric replacing where I could feel my neck.
I was choking and looked beside me to where Richie was and he was passed out on the ground. I saw a man dragging him away and then I blacked out.