Romans & histoires I Just Want To Escape

But as I lay there, exhausted and satisfied, a small, hidden message was scratched into the wall beside the bed: “The real escape is inside. Find the others.”

My mother dragged me out of my biological father's brutality, and I thought we had finally escaped. Then she married the Don of the Falcone family. The woman who once fought to protect me completely changed. To secure my stepfather's approval and coddle his beloved Sofia, she stood by and let them turn me into a servant in the house I was supposed to call home. Every time I pushed back, they pushed harder. Every time I begged to be seen, I was met with contempt. My biological father's fists left scars on my body. This family's marks went deeper—into my bones. So I stopped. If they never wanted me there, I would stop breaking myself for their hollow approval. I would take my own life back. In

I am selfishly hoping I am not the only one that was kept alive. I found a half crushed gas station a few blocks down and slipped inside. The shelves were empty, but I found a few bottles of water hidden behind the counter, and, thank God, a pack of beef jerky that hadn't turned green so I stuffed it into my bag and tried not to think about how my hands were shaking. Something caught my eye near the floor, a photo, a family of a mom, dad, two little girls that were smiling and alive. I slid it into my pocket I don't know why maybe I just didn't want to leave it there.

His masculine scent is too overpowering that I can’t focus on what he’s saying. “…ember, the longer you’re on the ground, the less likely you can escape, let alone win.” He finishes and I mentally smack myself for not paying attention. “Escape?” I repeat, dumbly, mind latching onto the word. It seems cowardly and I don’t want to be a coward. It’s Luca who answers, “No offense, Miss but right now, running away is the only thing you can do.” Well, that’s one way of crushing my hopes.

I wasn’t thirsty, I just needed a break from him. “Sure, wait right here for me.” I nodded in response, then the moment his back was turned, I walked off to try to lose him in the crowd. “Want to sneak away?” whispered a light-hearted voice in my ear. I jumped, spinning around to find Alpha Alexander of the Bridgewater Pack. “That would be very inappropriate,” I responded, avoiding eye contact. “Relax,” he replied with a small laugh. “It was just a joke. You looked like you were trying to escape.”

The surrounding skin was swollen and raw, the dried blood dark and crusted. My legs felt weak as I inched closer, trembling all over. I kneeled by her side, carefully cleaning her up. Eve kept her eyes tightly shut, but tears continued to stream down her cheeks. I hugged her trembling body tightly. "Eve, let’s try to escape again! I’m ready this time. We’ll go together." Her eyes fluttered open, a hint of confusion in them. "Can I... really still get out?" I nodded firmly. She gently squeezed my hand, and a flicker of hope returned to her eyes.

Harlow tells her. Wait? She's going to be placed in the empty room between Dom and I? Yea, I am certainly fucked. To be continued. This is the end of No Escape Book 1. Thank you for reading. Have a lovely day. Book 2 will be up in the next few weeks.

“I woke up in a new world…” Another bang. “Hunted…” She stood up slowly. “Blamed for a crash…” Her gaze shifted toward the window. “And nearly arrested on day one.” [Warning: Immediate capture likely.] The handle rattled harder. “They’re breaking it!” [Emergency Task Issued.] Her vision flickered. [Objective: Escape capture.] [Recommended action: Exit through window to get 100 points and can be used to buy rare items.] She turned fully. “…You want me to jump?”

>POV: CARRIE Something іn mе lооkѕ uр whеn the nеxt саr pulls up. I dесіdе tо give the escape рlаn аnоthеr try. If I саn juѕt соnvіnсе thеm I’m іn nееd оf rеаl help and gеt them tо tаkе me fаr еnоugh away, I mіght mаkе іt. Then I can fіnd a wау to соmе bасk for Aрrіl.

>POV: CARRIE Something іn mе lооkѕ uр whеn the nеxt саr pulls up. I dесіdе tо give the escape рlаn аnоthеr try. If I саn juѕt соnvіnсе thеm I’m іn nееd оf rеаl help and gеt them tо tаkе me fаr еnоugh away, I mіght mаkе іt. Then I can fіnd a wау to соmе bасk for Aрrіl.