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I looked closely at her tied up figure. She had 7 freckles that were placed just above her button nose. Her hair was straight, with a slight curl at the end. Her body was slumped over in the tied chair, but you could tell she had a full figure, a hour glass body. I tried to sit up, but a sharp shooting pain coursed through my upper body. I pushed my body up, and walked over to the girl. I pulled the string that kept her tied together, and shook her awake. Her eyes bugged open, and she swung at me. Unfortunately for me, I'm still in recovery that I couldn't move quick enough, and was struck in the face by an angry woman.

I yelped, and landed face first into her lap. I groaned, and tried to stand up again, but she shoved me onto the floor. Shoulder first. I screamed like a little girl that just lost her balloon, and buried my face into the nasty carpet, and tried to shake off the pain, that my body was causing from the impact on my shoulder. Tears trickled down my face, as my shoulder throbbed. I heard Johnny's and Sammii's voices, and loud banging, but I couldn't get myself to look up. I heard angry Russian cussing as I tried to gain composure. I pushed on my opposite shoulder, and arm to push my weight upwards, so I could sit up.

I blinked away tears, and looked up to see Sammii and the woman fighting. It wasn't that physical, just a bit of heavy shouting, and a couple of lamps being tossed. "Hey." I rasped at them.

They continued to shout and yell, and ignored my plea. I started to get irritated. I mean I was on the floor internally bleeding, and nobody cared. They only cared about there own pride, which was being torn apart by the other. I looked over to Johnny, who was trying to break up the fight, in a uninvolved way. I shouted "Hey!" again, and got Johnny's attention. He looked down at me, and jogged over to me.

"What happened man." He said, trying to help me stand up. I grunted, and used my legs to help him, help me, push me up. When I was on my feet, I wrapped my arm around Johnny's shoulder as support.

"She threw me on the floor like a rag doll." I said laughing breathily. I still was in major pain. "On your shoulder?" Johnny said sarcastically. I nodded my head, and started working on my plan to split the girls off. To cool them down, 5 minute break time. I made Johnny walk me closer to the girls.

"Hey!" I shouted for the third time over their voices, and whistled like I was training a pack of dogs. The stopped shouting in sync, and turned their head towards me. I cocked my head to the side, and yelled loudly. "I untied you so you could take a shower, and change your clothes, but if your going to try to kill me, Johnny go ahead and tie her up." I said waving my head towards her.

She held her stance, but looked ready to attack. "Fine." She said, in a fake Russian accent. I rolled my eyes at it. It was close, but you could tell there was a Canadian slang to it. "And you Sammii, calm your ass down!" I said grunting in pain.

I made Johnny lean my body over to the chair, so I could rest. You'd think getting shot in the shoulder just hurt your shoulder. Man I'm whipped. I sunk down into the couch, and breathed deeply. I felt like I just went through a week of boot camp...The sad part was that I was just standing up for awhile.

I heard the shower water turn on, and I relaxed. I already knew I couldn't leave the Fake-Russian, and Sammii in the same room, or life on this planet will implode. I started thinking about what's been happening to me lately. Its not like I couldn't believe this shit was happening to me, because I'm Duncan. All the crap I deal with goes down weird, and difficulty. I started to make a list in my head about the possibilities of what would happen to me, since I just stole a fugitive.

Well I already know I'm going to end up in prison. That is a known fact, for the stupid things I do. Me not ending up in prison, is like Mike Tyson loosing a fight against Ronald McDonald. Yeah I mentally thought that. Ronald freakin Mcdonald.

Number two, is that she could reject me completely, and think I'm a desperate loser. Even though I'm not.. I thought, like a desperate idiot. Which I'm not. Pssh whatever.

Number Three, is that, If we stay in Russia any longer, I will most likely serve the death penalty. Woohoo.. What a joyful vacation.

I laughed out loud at my own self. Well it wasn't a subtle laugh, it was a hysterical one. The one that ends up to be a fit of giggles.

"Is he okay?" A fake Russian voice echoed across the room. My eyes snapped open to see a beautiful woman, with wet hair stare at me like I was Micheal Meyers. "Sane as I can be." I said smoothl,y sitting straighter up. She nodded her head, and looked across the room. I matched her eyes to see Johnny holding Sammii in his lap. Smart man I thought.

"Well..." The Woman said, letting her accent drop. "I will be heading out I guess." She said fast trying to slip out the room. But I found the strength that was in my pathetic body, and launched up, and caught her before she slipped out. I grabbed her arm, and pulled her back, and spun her into my one arm I could use, and wrapped it around her slim body, so she couldn't get out.

"No, so not happening doll face." I said, in a girlish voice with a bit of strain in it. I'm seriously hurting all over. I wonder when I was unconscious, did they do something to me. Fuckers.

She struggled in my arms, and I hissed "Johnny please help." I was fighting the pain from my shoulder, being moved from her shoving and kicking. Johnny pulled her into his arms, while I fell to the floor, gasping in pain.


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