All of a sudden, I heard a loud slamming. My body started trembling, I heard footsteps. It got louder and louder as she reached the trunk. I took a deep breath, she opened the trunk and I saw her grinning, she was holding a gun in one hand.
I froze, all thoughts of trying to fight her off have left my mind. "Don't try anything." she snarled at me, I nodded. "Hurry the fuck up and get out!" she shouted at me, I did as I was told. As soon as I was standing with both feet on the ground, I felt the cool, hard metal against the back of my head. "Start walking." she ordered, I moved my feet. Left, right, left, right.
I stopped for a split second trying to see where I was, as soon as I did she barked at me, "Keep moving!" I continued, keeping my pace. We were at the front door of what looked like an abandoned house. Miley kicked the door opened, and shoved me in. I lost my balance and fell inside ripping my jeans. "Stupid and clumsy." she snorted, I heard her slam the door shut, I got up and ran towards it.
"MILEY! PLEASE, DON'T DO THIS TO ME!" I yelled pounding on the door as hard as I could. "OPEN THE DOOR! PLEASE!" I heard her laugh, "Stay here and be a good girl." she yelled through the door, I tired pulling on the door and I heard chains rattling. Tears started rolling down my cheeks freely.
"This can't be happening." I scanned the room and saw a window by me, "YES!" I ran to it, I pulled backed the shaggy curtains and cried even harder. There were bars on the windows. I saw Miley drive off smiling, she's a monster. I leaned against the wall and slid onto the floor and cried, "This is just a dream." I kept repeating as I slowly drifted to sleep.
The following morning I woke up, I was still in this house. It wasn't a dream, this was for real.
I got up off the floor and looked around the room, there was a bed by a wall, a table, two chairs, and a door leading into a bathroom. The whole place looked unorganized, messy, and a little bit dirty, who knows if the toilets even works. I remembered my phone and pulled it out of my bra. "Great no service." I murmured and walked over to the bed. It was clean, at least she didn't throw me somewhere nasty. I sat down, my stomach started to growl. I haven't eaten since yesterday. I held my stomach, trying to possibly stop it from making noises.
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Buckley8614 2 years ago
man miley bites
jameslafferty10 2 years ago
miley is freaking crazy someone needs to put her in the wacky shack hehe love it
jojonasrox01 2 years ago
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annisagirl11 2 years ago