Chapter 3
Tris
I wake up drowsy and groggy. I feel a slight weight on my stomach. I look down and see a passed out Eric slightly on my stomach. I almost screamed once the memories of a couple of hours ago rush back to me. I am still naked and tied up, I look at the knots that are around my wrists and see that they are looser, probably from all the struggling I did last night. I begin to clench and release my jaw until the cloth around my mouth falls to my neck.
I then begin to move my wrists around to attempt to get them off the headboard. I then feel Eric begin to shift, I freeze, "This is it," I think, "I am never getting out of here, he is going to wake up and take me back to the basement and keep me here forever." As I cringe, I realize that he just shifted in his sleep and that he is still passed out. I then, quickly, begin to move my wrists again and I soon get them off and untied from my wrists. Now for the dangerous part.
I softly grab Eric and start to slowly move him off of me, trying not to murder him right then and there. If I do end up getting out of here, I don't want the police coming after me, even though they won't know mw seeing as I have been missing for 4 years. "Stop thinking Tris, you need to focus on getting out of here." I quickly throw the strips of t-shirt onto the floor and move to my feet, quickly getting them loosened up and untied from my feet. I breathe out, not realizing I was holding my breath as I did that, and very slowly move off the bed. Once I am off of the bed I quickly run to Eric's dresser and start opening up the drawers, looking for money. After looking in his dresser and closet, I decide I can worry about money later, I just had to get out of there. I see Eric begin to stir again, so I quickly sprint out of the room, down the hallway, and am about to sprint out the door when I saw….
I look at the kitchen counter and see a wallet, RIGHT ON THE FUCKING COUNTER! I detoured and ran over and grabbed the wallet, looking inside of it. I see over a thousand dollars in cash and a credit card in there. FUCK YA! SCORE! But I also see something else in there, there's a slip of paper with some numbers on it. After a second I realize that is his pin number for his credit card. WHAT A FUCKING DUMBASS! Who writes their pin number down and puts it in their wallet with their credit card? I decide to just grab the whole wallet along with a backpack I found in the hall closet and put the wallet in there. After I did that, I sprinted out the door and looked around to see if there was a form of transportation I could use. I was about to give up when I saw a bike in the side yard. I quickly grab it, get on it, and ride to the nearest grocery store.
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Once I get to the grocery store, I look around the front of it to see if there's an ATM anywhere, and I spot one almost instantly. I walk over to it and pull out "my" wallet, and grab the card and get all of the money out of it. After I get all of the money out of the card, I have about $5,000 dollars just from the credit card. After I get the cash and put it all in the wallet in my backpack, I walk over to a bridge over-looking a creek, and throw the card into it. Then I get on my bike and ride to the train station.
PAGEEEEEEEE BREAAAAKKKKKKKKKK
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Once I get to the train station, I buy a ticket to Los Angeles and board the train. I look around for an empty room that I can stay in, I find one almost immediately. I walk in and see a cheap fold down bed and a small oak table with two oak chairs. I set my backpack down and turn around and lock the door to mark it as occupied. I sit down on the bed and sigh, then I begin to laugh. "Four years, four years it took." I don't remember much after that, all I remember is laying down on the bed and allowing sleep to enclose me in its mysterious, comforting darkness.