Just Run

This was originally going to be the Prologue to a book, but I decided it sounded a lot better as a cliffhanger. :3

            The knocking on my bedroom window was so soft that I almost didn’t hear it, but it startled me anyway. I lurched backwards and fell off the ladder that I had been climbing up to my loft bed.

            I scrambled off the floor and checked the clock. 1:25A.M. Who would possibly be outside my house at this hour?

            With images of the horror movie Veronica and I had seen two nights ago replaying in my head, I slowly walked over to the window and drew back the curtain. Standing there was a guy around my age, maybe a year older. Since it was pitch-black outside, I couldn’t quite distinguish his facial features.

            My hands started working the locks of the window and for some reason, opened it up. I stood back just in time for the mysterious boy to kick the screen free. He stumbled into my room, then jumped to his feet, not bothering to shut the window.

            “They’re coming for us,” he told me, panting and staring straight at my face. His eyes were grey and very large. It struck me oddly, the way he looked at me, as if he could see into my very soul. “We have approximately two minutes and fifty-five seconds to get out of here.”

            Automatically, I was running around the room, shoving things into a backpack that I had somehow acquired. Money, clothes, and toiletries were collected and deposited so quickly and smoothly, just like clockwork, as if I had practiced this whole thing all along.

            Within a minute and a half I was ready. I slipped a hoodie over the camisole I was wearing, and grabbed my Chuck Taylors. I followed the boy out of my window and closed it. I was about to put the screen back on, but he stopped me.

            “Leave it.”

            I obeyed and we began to head down Judy Lane, First Street, then Sycamore Road, in the direction of Peace Road. The boy reached over and grabbed my hand. I flinched from the warmth of his palm, but also felt a strange comfort.

            We were walking for about fifteen minutes, when a sudden gust of wind hit my face and sent me back into reality. I thought about everyone I would be leaving behind for this stranger. Veronica, Sarah, Scott, Micah, Robert, Nathaniel, Josh…

            I suddenly stopped in my tracks. Josh, my little brother. What would he do without me? What would I do without him?

            The boy turned to me and practically read my mind. “Don’t think. Just run.” And then we were running, with my hand in his just like before. But now I was crying, the tears streaming down my face faster and faster.

            I didn’t know who I was with or why we were running or who was chasing us. I didn’t know where we were going or how long it would take or if I was ever coming back.

            But I did know one thing, and that was not to think.

            Just run, I told myself. Just run.

            And when I started crying harder, realizing my life would never be the same, it was all my mind could comprehend. I repeated it over and over. It kept me awake, kept my feet moving.

            Don’t think. Just run.

Reviews

[Kelly M.]

O_o ooh I love a good mystery. Please finish this!!

[L.A.]

...*throws rocks at the idiot who freakishly resembles Einstein*

[Nathaniel Whodat]

Haha, just kidding. This rocks.

[Nathaniel Whodat]

I ran... To the bathroom.

[Sarah>_>]

And as it turns out he was lying about people coming to get you, he just did that to lure you to his place to rape you.
The end.
JK. Anyways, I like the part about falling off the ladder/checking the clock, and opening the window. This gives me inspiration for a story like this, but instead of running because people are coming for them, I'd imagine it would be like a 14 y/o girl who had recently moved to the suburbs, she meets a 17 year old boy that lives next door to her, and they run off in the middle of the night and see the city and have many teenager-esque misadventures.
Lol, you can count on me to turn some action/suspense story into some feelgood teen romance story.

[Veronica]

O_O I like it..in a strange sense.