Chapter 5: Fade to Black

Where am I? I was in my bed, naked with my boyfriend. I must have blacked out, 'cuz I have no idea what happened last night. I took a look at the clock. It was 9:30! I have a latin mid-term today and I am not going to school on Saturday. Knowing myself, I had to get up and rush to school. Mark decided to stay and sleep like the polar opposite of me he is. I have until eleven to get ready and go to school.

9:33

I called the school as Alex's "father" so that they wouldn't call my mom on her cell phone to see why I was out. I didn't have my father listed into my school contacts, so it took some hard convincing.

10:17

I have some time, I might as well have a breakfast and get my glucose levels into stable properties. After that, I took a shower and tried to think up a good excuse to why I missed my Gym mid-term. Not like I care about failing that...

10:38

Oh yeah... the bus isn't coming and I can't drive. I don't think I can run three miles in twenty two minutes with fifty pounds of backpack. Guess I'll challenge myself. I sprinted as hard as I could outside while following my usual bus route. I got to the bridge near the docks when a car pulled up beside me. It was Stan...

"Have the first period free, too?"

"... I overslept..."

"Well... get in. You can't run the next mile, you're red as fuck."

There was no way I could ever trust him after what he did to me. He must have been up to something.

"I can make it" I tried to avoid eye contact.

"Fuck this shit, get 'em..." A tall, built man quickly stepped out of the truck. I dropped my stuff and ran.

It hurt, but I knew this wasn't going to end well if I didn't get away. The man, about mid-thirties was about ten feet behind me for five minutes of sprinting. He was getting tired, but so was I.

He was done. I turned my head to see the man reach into his back pocket. I could see the school, but I headed for a safe place behind a house. I remembered Mrs. Jennings, the lady who hired me in the Summer. I could go there.

"Stop!...-huff-... Ya little fuck!" He yelled.

I heard a loud metallic snap.

A dart wizzed by my head. The old lady's house was down the street. I retreated behind a small blue house.

"HELP!" I yelled, but the streets were empty.

The next house over had a huge dog house. I sprinted to duck behind it.

"I saw him go behind the house," Stan announced.

I panted and listened carefully. I could hear a growling... Oh yeah... it was probably a dog. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw the man run from the side of the house.

"There!"

There was a shovel leaning against a tree. I shot towards it and took cover behind the tree in the instant I heard another metallic crack.

...

Seconds went by and escape plans scattered through my head. It's time to take my final stand. I grabbed the shovel and ran towards the exhausted man .

I aimed for the head, but missed. Instead I hit the tranquilizer gun like a baseball bat hitting a home run. With the large pitbull watching as if it were pay-per-view, the man and I wrestled eachother to the ground.

I kicked him off of me and punched him square in the face. He was furious. He ran for the gun, but I stayed on him with the shovel. I struck him down when he took a reach for it.

"Ahh! Fuck! My back!"

The man reached out his right leg, hooked my hip and sent me to the ground. He got on top of me.

The man let out his rage with a furious punch across my face. I could hear something crack. He let out another... and another.

The dog left his slumber and stood, looking at the both of us. It was huge and overweight. He growled and barked at both of us.

The man and I stared at the pit bull in shock. I saw him glance back at the gun.

"ARK! ARRK!" The dog pounced on the tall man and grappled onto the man's left thigh with his teeth.

"AHHH! HELP!" Blood shed itself from his leg as the dog thrashed him.

I got up and ran for the dart gun. I shot the man in the chest. His eyes swept back inside his head and he passed out.

SNAP! Another dart was shot.

The dog was hit. It toppled over.

"You little bitch..." It was Stan.

I raised the gun on him. I hesitated... and...

Shot. But there was only a click.

"Sorry, you puss. You're coming with me." He shot me in the right shoulder.

I was seeing stars. Everything was sparkly.

Stan shot again.

The stars faded to black.