The Only Way Out By Andra Day Novels & Stories

I shouted, unsure if I was yelling at him or trying to give myself courage. Then, like a startled rabbit, I ducked low and slipped out from under the arc of his arm. My heels pounded frantically against the tile as I sprinted toward the door without looking back. A slightly stunned voice called out behind me. "Nova!" I didn't stop. I yanked open the break room door and bolted straight for the elevators, hammering the down button as if it were a switch that could save my life. As the elevator doors chimed open, I darted in and lunged for the close button. A long, sharply defined hand shot into the space, blocking my escape. It was the same hand I had ogled in photos more times than I could co

while Maria had a confused/shocked look. I also started at Ana curiously, wondering what she's talking about. I thought there isn't any other solution except from one of us dying. "I made my research, and I have found a way out. One that doesn't requires anybody dying." Anastasia explained, while everyone listened attentively. "But that... that is not.... it can't be... well... possible, we all know that... there... isn't another way out." Mateo stutters confused. "Well... I have found a way, that I am a hundred percent sure would work." Ana shrugged. I guess she's serious.

Now that he had fallen, everyone who had suffered came forward with company secrets. I did not know who had filed the complaint, but I figured they must have had no other choice. After all, no one would risk their future like that without being pushed to the edge. Nonetheless, I was not surprised that people were eager to kick him while he was down. Then again, it no longer concerned me. I packed my bags, planning to travel with Mom's favorite necklace, and decided to visit our regular restaurant one last time. From a distance, I noticed a strange woman dragging herself along the sidewalk. She was not walking—more like she was crawling.

Judith replied. "You got me, I'm going to drink water in the kitchen before I leave" Anda went to the kitchen opening her refrigerator. suddenly She took her preserved bottle for this task crashing it on Judith's head. She immediately jumped from the window to the balcony. "Anda don't..." Judith shouted. "I'd rather risk dying than going back to my cage" Anda replied climbing down the balcony and running to the motorcycle she always kept ready under the flight of stairs. This was what she meant when she said she liked the balcony. A good escape route whenever she got found and it played it's role. Goodbye neigbours she thought as she raced into the night. She was never coming back here. It h

Suspended next to her was Celia, who burst into terrified tears when she saw the glass beneath them. "Who are you people?! Let me down! I don't want to die!" Lumina gripped the rope tightly, her face pale. She wondered, who would plan to kidnap both her and Celia at the same time? The ringleader looked up and said coldly, "We're going to play a game. Whose man brings a million dollars to save you first gets to go free. The other one will get her rope cut!" He paused, then dramatically gestured downward. "Smack! Fall! Ground into mince!"

"Sydney, you leave me no choice. Apologize to Thalia right now!" Beads of cold sweat had collected on my forehead, so intense was the pain in my leg. My lip trembled as I stammered, "I…I'm sorry, Thalia." Zach finally released me. He and Thalia swept out of the room without so much as a second glance. As they left, he closed the door behind him and locked it. I crawled to the door and knocked on it like a madman. The pain in my left leg was excruciating. I knew that if I did not get to the hospital soon, it would be too late. I begged Zach to let me out.

That night, Camela sat on the edge of her bed, clutching the key. Maria, the quiet maid, slipped in with a tray. “You didn’t eat dinner,” Maria said. “I’m not hungry,” Camela whispered. Maria hesitated for a moment, then stepped closer and lowered her voice. “There is a way out.” Camela’s eyes shot up. “What? How?” Maria shook her head quickly. “I shouldn’t say. He’d kill me.” “Please,” Camela begged. “I can’t stay here. Tell me.”

Now, Mom staggered into the place where I'd drawn my last breath, feeling her legs give out beneath her. She collapsed to her knees and pressed her hand over her mouth, spilling tears over the floor. Bewildered, I stared at her tear-stricken face. The smallest scratch on Leo could make her cry in distress, but this was the first time I'd ever seen her weep for me. Taking a deep breath, Dad calmly slipped on gloves and picked up the diary on the table with a blood-speckled cover. When he flipped it open, his eyes widened in disbelief.

I said to him, as I stood up from my seat. I would rather go with him now, alone, than face all of this ridiculousness in front of my friends. God knows what the hell Jordan would do, and say again in front of them. Jordan mentioning his encounter with my panty is the last thing that I would ever want for a conversation inside this frat house. Much to my surprise, Jordan obeyed like an obedient puppy, started to walk towards the door as he bid goodbyes to both Cole and Roman.

Marga POV I tied my hair into pony tail since the heat of the sun is excruciating. I feel like all my energy left out from my body. Gezz! Just as I about to turn to the next building holding a map of the entire school since you know I am new. I need to familiarize the place I asked map from the office. Good thing they have it's very helpful to me. They offer someone to tour me inside the school but I told them that it's more fun touring on your own. I feel like Dora The Explorer. Hahahah... 😂😂😂