Author's Note: Hey, guys! I'm only making a part two to this story because apparently I hit the for how many words Ты can type into one article. (Ha!) Anyways, I've been trying to do a Хэллоуин themed Статья (At least near the holiday) for about two years now and I've finally been able to achieve it! I hope Ты enjoy part two of Abandoned. (:
Gwen's pov!
"Gwen, get down here right now!" I heard my mother shout from downstairs. I grumbled and slammed my подушка on my head before hearing her repeat the same annoying line again. I threw my подушка across the room and stumbled my way downstairs to find my parents sitting on the диван, мягкий уголок watching the news. "What?" I mumbled half awake, rocking back and forth on my heels. "By any chance, would Ты know this boy?" My mother skipped back the news with the remote to a certain point and Trent's tired face was facing me once more. "Uh, no. Of course not. Why do Ты ask?" I spoke in a serious tone, now еще awake. "I thought Ты сказал(-а) she knew him, Kyle." My step father glared at the boy who was cowering in fear at the table. "No, I didn't. What are Ты talking about?" He quickly got up out of his сиденье, место, сиденья and got farther away from me. "You told them?" I shouted at him. "Told us what?" My mother jolted up from the couch. "I was eating my cereal and that popped up on the news and my mouth just blurted out that Ты knew him and- I didn't mean to, Gwen. I'm sorry." He held up his hands in defense. "I'm going to kill you!" I held my clenched fist in his face while the other fist lifted him up off of the ground by the воротник of his shirt. "At least I didn't tell him the entire story behind it." He managed to choke out. "Shut up!" I slammed my palm over his mouth and darted my eyes at him. "Excuse me? What do Ты mean by 'entire story'?" My mother placed her hands on her hips. "He's obviously just talking nonsense, mother. Don't listen to him-." My step father cut me off when he walked up to me with a serious look on his face. "I know you're lying. Tell me the real story или so help me-." I cut him off. "So help me what? What the fuck could Ты possibly do to me?" I sneered and shoved him a little. "Gwen, watch your language!" My mother gasped. "Don't Ты go and doubt me, little girl. I'll get my Ответы one way или another." He hissed and pulled his cellphone out of his pocket. "What are Ты going to do?" I began to nervously look back and forth at him and the phone. "Whatever gets me answers." He began to slowly dial numbers on his phone. Right before he could finish dialing and put the phone up to his ear, I slapped it out of his hand and it shattered to pieces against the wall. "Alright, I'll tell you." I breathed heavily, feeling my сердце pound against my chest. "Good. Have a seat, sweetheart." My step father roughly shoved me into a chair at the таблица and sat across from me, his fingers slowly tapping along the wood of the table. I could feel the pressure building up inside of me. Sweat was forming on my forehead and my body was all jittery like as if I had just drank a cup of coffee. I stared up at the clock and watched минуты slowly go by. My сердце raced faster and faster every time the clock made a ticking noise. "Well?" My step father spoke up from the unbearably long silence and slammed his fist on the table. "I can't take the guilt anymore! Gwen has been letting that boy named Trent sleep in her closet for a couple of weeks now. I only agreed to it because she would give me her clock in exchange of keeping my mouth shut. I had no idea he was a runaway convict, I swear!" Kyle pulled at his hair with his eyes shut tight of fear. "Gwen, how could you? Ты let some criminal camp out in your room for almost a месяц without even turning him in?" My mother placed her hands over her mouth, tears whelming up in her eyes. My step father got up from his сиденье, место, сиденья and went over to заворачивать, обертывание his arm around her and let her cry into his shoulder. "I am very disappointed in you, Gwen." My step father shook his head as he comforted his sobbing wife. "He is an innocent man and I can prove it!" I shouted over the loud sobbing. The room went silent for a quick секунда before someone acknowledged my statement. "How can Ты prove that criminal innocent? He murdered hundreds of innocent people! Kids, families, even a couple of our relatives! How can Ты be so.. cruel?" He let go of his crying wife to storm up to me with a death glare on his face. "You don't know the real story behind all of this! Ты just believe in what you've heard!" I screamed and ran upstairs, my feet booming on the staircase. I walked back down the stairs once again, backpack in hand, and began to calmly make my way towards the door. "Where do Ты think you're going?" My step father grabbed onto my shoulder with a hiss. "I'm going to school, obviously." I shook away from his hand and threw one of the backpack straps around my shoulder. "You're not going anywhere! Get back up to your room, right now!" He screamed and pointed up to the staircase. "Fine." I сказал(-а) calmly and walked back up to my room. From up here in my room I could hear my mother and step father bickering back and forth about me. "I knew she would end up like this! I just knew it!" I heard him shout. I opened up my window and right before I could pull my entire body out through the window, Kyle burst in through the door. "Hurry, shut it." I growled and he quickly shut the door. "What are Ты doing?" He walked over towards me. "I'm going to school whether they like it или not." I finally managed to pull myself through the window and onto the roof. "Are Ты nuts? When dad finds out that you're not in your room he's going to drive up to the school and literally kill you!" He whisper-yelled. "I don't care. I need to find a way to prove Trent is innocent. Ты probably wouldn't do the same thing I'm doing because you've never loved someone as much as I Любовь him. He is a sweet and innocent man and I'm еще than willing to prove it." I felt like tearing up, but I held back my sobs. Kyle actually seemed surprised that I had admitted to loving Trent. "Well.. good luck, Gwen. I hope all things go well for you." He slightly smiled before shutting the window and leaving my room. I carefully jumped off the roof and began making my way towards the school. As I walked down the halls towards my locker, all of the students stared me down. Except that this time their stares were full of anger and Trent wasn't with me. "So, itch boy's a druggy, eh?" I heard John say from behind me. I slammed my locker shut and spun around to face him. "Shut your god damn mouth before I shut it for you." I sneered and turned back around to put еще Книги into my locker. "Well, at least the police locked up that son of a сука in jail. It wasn't right what he did." His sarcastic tone in his voice turned into an evil sneer. I threw down my Книги and tackled him to the floor. I began throwing punches left and right. I watched blood flow from his nose and mouth, soaking his face and clothes. I grabbed one of my Книги and smashed it across his face. A lone tooth flew from his mouth and slid across the floor, leaving a small trail of blood behind it. Right before I could slug him across the face again, Bridgette came up from behind me and grabbed my bloody fist. "Gwen, oh my god, stop it! That's enough!" She pulled me up off of the bloody and bruised boy lying on the floor in pain. I looked at all of the students staring at me. Some began whispering things to the person beside them and most of them were just shaking their heads. I slapped my hands over my eyes and ran down the halls towards the courtyard with tears plummeting down my cheeks. I sat up against the old oak дерево and began crying so loud that I didn't even care if anyone heard me. "Gwen, there Ты are!" Bridgette ran up to me with Courtney following. "What happened back there? What's going on, Gwen?" Courtney knelt down beside me and placed her hand upon my shoulder. My only answer to them was my loud sobs. "Please tell us what's going on. We're so worried about you." Bridgette looked me in the eyes with concern. "Wait, is this about what I think it is?" Courtney gasped before looking at Bridgette. "Oh no.. is it?" Bridgette turned to face me again. "Yes." I managed to choke out before going back to uncontrollably sobbing again. "Gwen, what's done is done-." I cut Courtney off. "No. He's innocent and I can prove it!" I screamed and slammed my fists onto the ground. "What do Ты mean?" Bridgette raised an eyebrow. "Fine. I'll tell you-." I was cut off by loud shouting. "Where is that son of a bitch, Trent? I'm going to rip his fucking head off!" Duncan screamed as he ran towards us. "Back off, Duncan! She's already been through enough! She doesn't need Ты to make it worse!" Courtney got up and shoved him onto the ground. "Her little boyfriend is the reason my nephew is dead! He is the reason that a young eight год old boy died that day!" His screaming softened at the end and he covered up his eyes with his arm for a quick секунда before looking at me with a straight face. "H-He's innocent." I repeated the same line for the thousandth time. "Prove it." Duncan stood directly in front of me with a glare on his face. I felt tears whelming up in my eyes again and I tried so hard to hold them back, but they just started falling from my eyes. "Lets go to my place and talk this whole thing over. I don't think school is the best place to be right now." Bridgette lead us to her car and she drove us towards her house. "Okay, my parents aren't home. Ты guys can come on in." She gestured her hand to follow her. As we walked towards her house I looked back at Duncan who was already shooting his eyes at me like daggers. I gulped and continued to keep my eyes out of Duncan's death stare. I sat down on her постель, кровати in her room and watched as the rest of them entered the room. Bridgette sat down beside me with her legs crossed while Courtney sat at Bridgette's стол письменный, стол and Duncan leaned up against the Стена far away from me as possible. "Now that we're in a much quieter setting, can Ты please tell us what the true story behind all of this?" Bridgette scooted in closer to me and placed her hand upon my shoulder. "Trent is innocent. Before Duncan starts screaming and swearing at me, let me tell Ты the real story behind this dumb thing." I croaked and crossed my arms across my chest. "Go on." He nodded. "The night Trent was taken from me by the police he told me everything that happened that day. He even told me things that I was shocked to even come out of his mouth." As I told the story their eyes of confusion and anger turned into guilt and sadness. Duncan no longer looked as if he wanted to kill someone. He looked like he was going to break down if no one was present in the room. Courtney and Bridgette, on the other hand, were tearing up in each others' arms. "Do Ты believe me now?" I wiped my puffy red eyes with a tissue. "Yes. We believe you." Bridgette went back to crying with Courtney. I looked over at Duncan who cleared away a stray tear falling down his cheek. "I believe Ты too." He sniffed as he stared down at his dirty Converse with guilt pouring from his eyes. "What do we do now?" Courtney hiccuped. "There's nothing we can do. Trent is going to be killed and I don't think four teens can change the minds of the authority." I sunk back into Bridgette's подушка and sighed. "Yes there is." Duncan growled and went over to look outside the window. "There is?" I shot up from the подушка to go stand beside him. "You know that the principal is my dad, right?" He hissed. "Yeah, Duncan. You've told us a million times." Courtney rolled her eyes. "He is also the chief of police." He turned to look at his shocked girlfriend. "Really?" My eyes widened. "I bet we could go down to the school and prove to him that Trent is innocent." Duncan stormed out of the room towards Bridgette's car. "Lets go, I guess." Bridgette shrugged and we all headed out to the car after Duncan. Duncan got out of the car and harshly slammed the door. "Watch it, dude." Bridgette called out after Duncan who was running towards the school. We finally caught up with him and he was waiting for us outside the principal's office, foot tapping impatiently. "Alright, lets talk to him nicely-." Duncan cut Courtney off and slammed open the principal's office door. "Or not.." Courtney growled. "Duncan, what's the meaning of this? Why are Ты and your Друзья not in class?" The principal shot up from his chair and threw a small stack of papers down on the table. "Shut up, dad. Ты know why we're here." Duncan sneered. "No, I don't- wait.." His father trailed off and his eyes widened in shock. "You have an innocent man locked up. How do Ты even know he did it? Do Ты even have any evidence that he did it at all?" Duncan slammed the office door before turning back to face his dad. "He was the only one alive and present at the scene of the crime-." Duncan cut him off. "So what, Ты just assumed he did it just because he was there and living? That is the most stupidest fucking thing I've ever heard in my entire life! He was trying to save a couple of lives by getting people somewhere безопасно, сейф away from the killer!" Duncan shoved all of the papers and such the principal had on his стол письменный, стол onto the floor in anger. "You don't understand-." He cut him off again. "No, Ты don't understand. You've basically killed Trent. Ты haven't strapped him up to a machine to torture him to death yet, but you've killed him. Ты put his face all over the news for thousands to see. Ты turned an innocent man into a criminal in the eyes of your citizens. Ты don't have anyone to blame but yourself. Ты take that to the god damn court." Duncan whispered that last sentence with a hiss before walking out of the office. "Nice seeing you, Mr. Baxter." Courtney laughed nervously before running out of the office to find Duncan. The final колокол, колокольчик, белл rang and that meant hell was about to begin. "I can't go Главная to my family.. I just can't." I stopped in front of the school doors and held back my tears in my burning eyes. "Well, Ты can come stay with me at my house. I just found out that my parents are going on a business trip in France for the weekend." Bridgette smiled and placed her hand upon my shoulder. "Yes, we're going to Bridgette's house. We're going to make up a plan to break Trent out of prison." Duncan ran out of the school clutching Courtney's wrist. "What?" Courtney shouted in disbelief. "You know what, after such bullshit that was just spoken by Duncan's father, why not? I'm only doing this for you." Bridgette smiled at me. "Same here." Duncan leaned up against the Стена in Bridgette's room. "Have Ты guys Остаться в живых your minds? I know Trent is innocent, but we can't just break him out of prison! That is against the law!" Courtney threw her hands up. "So what? Trent doesn't deserve to be locked up and Ты know that." Duncan pointed out. "Yeah, I know but.." Courtney looked down at the rugged floor before looking at me with guilt in her eyes. "Gwen really needs Trent right now, Courtney. Come on.. lighten up." Bridgette nudged her. "Alright, fine. But just this once will I ever break the law. I'm doing this for my best friend." Courtney smiled and gave me a tight hug. "Thanks guys. I really appreciate what you're doing for me." I smiled at them. "Okay, so here's the plan.." Duncan rolled out a large piece of paper and we all started putting in clever ideas into the prison breakout plan. "Do we have flashlights?" Duncan asked as he checked things off the list. "Yep, we've got them." Courtney popped batteries into a couple of flashlights before placing them in a bag. "Smoke bomb?" Duncan looked up at me. "Smoke bomb? I don't remember putting that into the agreement." Courtney crossed her arms. "Do Ты want this plan to work или not?" Duncan turned to her. "Fine." She sighed. I placed the smoke bomb gently into the bag before we all headed out into the streets towards the county prison. "I've broken out of this place hundreds of times, so this should be a piece of cake." Duncan chuckled as he hid behind a large дерево and stared at the prison with no fear at all. "Lets get a Переместить on, Mr. Delinquent." Courtney shoved him towards the prison. "Alright. Get down and start crawling. Don't make any sound and try not to get caught." Duncan whispered and started crawling his way past the guards. Bridgette and Courtney made there way past the guards with no problem at all. Duncan gestured his hand at me to move. I gulped before getting down and slowly crawling across the dirt and gravel towards them. I heard a dog start to bark and a radio went off. The three of them started waving their arms like crazy for me to stay put. 'Are Ты nuts?' I mouthed to them. In a quick секунда a guard was standing right beside me. I silently gasped and did my best to hide myself in the dark as I lied down here on the ground. "Anything?" I heard a voice blur on the radio. "Nothing, Mr. Baxter. It is all good." The guard responded and walked away. I quickly made my way to the other three and we slipped silently into the prison. "Lets stick together. Remember, do not make a sound." Duncan stressed that last sentence as if his life had depended on it. We slowly crept through the halls and began searching the cells for Trent. I kept getting chills down my spine as physco criminals stared us down as we continued the Поиск for him. Rats and other little creatures scattered all around the floors, causing Bridgette and Courtney to freak out a couple of times. "Shut it." Duncan hissed. "Sorry for being human." Courtney scoffed before rolling her eyes. "Guys, I found him!" Duncan whisper-yelled. I ran as fast as I could down the hall to find a tired Trent curled up in a corner on the floor inside a jail cell. "Gwen, is that you?" Trent stood from the floor and walked over before wrapping his fingers around the cold metal bars. "Yes, it's me." I wrapped my fingers around his and stared deeply into his eyes. "Sorry to interrupt the romantic moment, but we have hundreds of guards swarming around this place and I'd like to get the fuck out of here before we get caught." Duncan suggested. "You're going to take me away from this place?" Trent's eyes widened. "Yeah, come on. Lets go." Duncan broke open the jail cell door with a crowbar. I took Trent's hand into mine and ran after the other three out the door. A light beamed over us and sirens began to ring across the prison. "Run!" Duncan shouted and we all took off running. "We have a runaway convict, over." I heard a radio blur. Helicopters swarmed over the вверх of us with their lights waving around trying to find us. I tripped over some fallen rusty barbed wire and my pants leg got caught in it. A foamed mouth angry guard dog spotted me and began to sprint furiously towards me. Duncan pulled out the smoke bomb and threw it near the dog. A huge blast of smoke caked the atmosphere. I couldn't even see my hand in front of my face. I heard a dog whimper and that was my assumption that the dog was giving up and was going to runaway. "Come on, Gwen!" Trent came out of no where through the smoke, removed the barbed wire from my pants and grabbed me by the waist and continued to run. We somehow made our way safely past that death trap and back to Bridgette's house."Whew, that was a close one." Duncan bent over with his hands on his knees, breathing heavily. "You think? Courtney glared at him. While Courtney and Bridgette complained to Duncan how we almost got our asses handed to the police, my attention was drawn to the man I thought I once lost. "Oh, Trent. I missed Ты so much." I wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him close to me. "I missed Ты too." He whispered gently into my ear and wrapped his arms around my waist. "So how was prison life?" Duncan questioned. "Duncan." Courtney mumbled under her breath and shoved him slightly. "Hey, Bridgette, Ты won't mind Trent and I going back to your room to talk in private do you?" I looked at her with my forehead still rested on Trent's. "Yeah, I won't mind." She shrugged. "As long as Ты guys don't get frisky in her bed, she's fine." Duncan laughed. We both sat down by each other on the bed. For the first time it was a somewhat good silence. "Thank Ты for getting me out of there. I don't think I could've lasted much longer." He turned to me with a whisper. "You're welcome." I whispered so softly I barely even heard myself. He smiled and wrapped his arms around me and brought me in for a warm, passionate kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck, placing my hands upon the back of his head. He fell back onto the постель, кровати and I fell down upon him, not breaking the kiss. He rolled over so that he was on вверх of me now, still not deciding to break the kiss. "We should probably Переместить into Bridgette's parents room." He pulled away and placed his forehead upon mine. "Why?" I raised an eyebrow. "You'll find out." He whispered softly, staring into my eyes. We both quietly slipped out of Bridgette's room and into her parents room. "I still don't understand why we couldn't have just stayed in her room-." He cut me off and gently tackled me onto the постель, кровати with kisses. I didn't Вопрос him about anything after that and just let things happen."I Любовь you." Trent turned on his side and pulled me close to his warm, bare body. "I Любовь Ты too." I whispered before we made out under the moonlight.
Показать me what it's like
To be the last one standing
And teach me wrong from right
And I'll Показать Ты what I can be
And say it for me, say it to me
And I'll leave this life behind me
Say it if it's worth saving me
Hurry I'm fallin'
And all I need is you
Come please I'm callin'
And oh I scream for you
Hurry I'm fallin', I'm fallin'
I woke up with Trent's arms around me and my face snuggled into his warm chest. "Good morning, sunshine." I heard him chuckle. I looked up at his shining bright green eyes and beautiful smile. "I haven't seen that in a while." I giggled before I pecked his cheek. "What?" He looked slightly confused. "I haven't seen your face glow so much since before all of this happened." I placed my hand upon his cheek and smiled. "You're the reason why my smile continues to stay." He nuzzled my neck with his nose before planting kisses around my neck. He gently held my head as he continued to Kiss and nibble my neck. Sometimes he would cause me to moan and I covered my mouth with my hand to muffle them. "You guys done bumping uglies yet? Breakfast is ready." Duncan knocked on the door before walking away with laughter. "So, did Ты guys sleep well?" Bridgette questioned with a smirk and slight laughter. "Well, I suppose. Not much sleeping went on last night." I chuckled under my breath before sitting at the таблица with a cup of coffee. "I just thought Bridgette's dog was going into town with one of his chew toys." Duncan laughed with his face on the table, fist slamming against it. "Shut up, Duncan. Leave her alone." Courtney sat down on the диван, мягкий уголок and read the newspaper as she slowly drank her cup of coffee. "Whatever, man. I'm just saying. I could've gotten a lot еще sleep last night if I didn't hear a постель, кровати frame slam up against the Стена a thousand times." Duncan plopped down on the диван, мягкий уголок beside her and began to randomly change to different channels on the television. Trent came up from behind me and wrapped his arms around me. I squealed with laughter as I tried to shove him away as he kissed my neck. "Hey, guys. Check this out." Duncan turned up the volume on the Телевидение and sat on the edge of couch. I spun around in my chair and saw that the news was on. "Why do Ты want us watching this?" I mumbled. "Hush. Listen." He shushed me by waving his arm, not looking away from the Телевидение screen. "Late last night a convict named Trent Jackson escaped Abbottsville prison late last night with the help of a few Друзья as shown by this footage from one of the security cameras at the prison." After the news reporter was done talking, the footage of us breaking Trent out of prison popped up on the screen. "Oh, shit.." Duncan fell back onto the couch, jaw hanging. "We know exactly who broke that convict out of prison and we know exactly where to find him." Duncan's dad spoke into the reporter's microphone with a hiss. "We're all very happy to know that the Abbottsville police department has this situation under control. This has been David Brown, CNN News." Duncan turned off the Телевидение and threw the remote at a vase, causing both the vase and the remote to shatter on the hard wood floor. "Duncan, Ты idiot!" Bridgette grabbed a метла and cleaned up his mess. "We're so screwed!" Courtney gasped with her hands over her mouth. I looked over at Trent who had his eyes fixed on the floor. I could see tears whelming up in his eyes before he closed them. "Trent?" I whispered and gently took his hand into mine. "I can't go back there.." He shook his head and pulled his hand from my grasp. "You won't, I promise." I wrapped my arms around him and felt a few tear drops slide down my cheeks. "Kill me." He whispered so quietly into my ear. That sentence felt like a bullet went through my head and caused a massive amount of blood to splatter out of my ear and onto the floor. "What?" I broke the embrace and looked at him like he had gone insane. "It'll be a better place to go than where I'm gonna be forcefully dragged to." He spoke in a choked up voice with tears streaming down his cheeks. "Trent wants Ты to do what?" Courtney stood beside me and looked up at him skeptically. "Calm down, everyone. Trent isn't going back to prison." Duncan spoke over all of the rapid talking going back and forth. "How do Ты expect to keep that from happening, genius?" Bridgette questioned with her arms crossed. "Well, for starters-." He was cut off by police sirens going off. The room went still. No one spoke and no one moved. We all just stood there like statues as the loud police sirens rang in our ears. A couple of car doors slamming were heard and we all turned our attention to the front door. The door knob started to furiously shake and that's when fists began to pound on the door. "Open this door!" Duncan's father screamed from outside. "You guys head upstairs. I'll try to fight them off." Duncan shoved us towards the stairs. "Are Ты crazy? You're gonna get yourself killed!" Courtney threw her hands in the air as she bickered with him. A police officer stopped their annoying bickering when he broke in through the door and slid across the floor Далее to our feet. "Go!" Duncan repeated that same line over and over. I felt my сердце stop as I looked into the eyes of some policemen that were pointing and running towards us. Courtney harshly shoved us up onto the staircase and we all ran like hell into Bridgette's bedroom. When we all finally made it into the room, Bridgette quickly but quietly shut and locked the door. She leaned up against it as she breathed heavily with her eyes shut tight. "I think they went this way! Follow me!" One of the policemen shouted. We listened to their boots stomp loudly against the hardwood floor as they searched every room for us. "What are we going to do?" Courtney whispered with panic Чтение across her face. Right before anyone could respond, the doorknob slowly shook once. I looked down at the floor and saw the boots of the man's shadow spread out in front of the door. "I think they're in here, but the door is locked." The policeman spoke as he shook the doorknob once more. "I don't give a damn if the door is locked или on fire! I want that convict!" Duncan's father shouted. "Leave them alone!" Duncan's voice came storming up the stairs. Screaming and loud crashes were heard on the floor on the other side of the door. "Duncan, let me finish my job!" Duncan's father sneered and another loud crash was heard. "You're already finished." Duncan hissed and something slammed up against the door, almost causing it to collapse at our feet. A gunshot went off and Duncan screamed a blood curdling scream at the вверх of his lungs. Courtney silently gasped and covered her mouth with her hands before she started to cry. It went dead silent for a couple of минуты after that before a couple of еще gunshots were heard. Blood slowly began to seep into the room from under the door and form a huge puddle across the floor. I looked over at Trent who had his eyes wider than the massive blood puddle on the floor. Courtney picked her head up from Bridgette's shoulder and let out a loud sob. She just sat there and cried as loud as she could as if we weren't in a situation at the time. The door was kicked down onto the floor, causing the blood to splatter everywhere. We all watched in horror as we witnessed Duncan bleeding to death as he lied there on the floor with his eyes wide open and staring at the ceiling. "Duncan!" Courtney immediately left us and went to his side. "Get them!" Duncan's father commanded. Bridgette opened the window as quickly as she could and shoved Trent and I out first. Right before she could even place her foot onto the roof, the police grabbed her by her arms and pulled her back in through the window. "Go on with out us, guys!" Bridgette called out to us as she struggled to break free of the grip of the strong policemen. As soon as we had our feet safely on the ground, we took off running as fast as we could. We probably looked like physco maniacs running down the streets with blood all over our clothing. A couple of children were playing hopscotch in the улица, уличный and when they spotted us, their mother came and quickly pulled them back into the house. Police sirens started up from behind us and that just made us run even faster. We took a shortcut to lose them for a short time to catch our breath. "We aren't going to make it on foot." I сказал(-а) as I gasped for air. Trent went into the гараж of the backyard we were in and busted open one of the windows of the rusty old blue truck that was sitting inside of it. "We're going to get in even еще trouble now!" I whisper-yelled as he hot wired the truck. "Well, Ты сказал(-а) we weren't going to make it on foot." He started up the truck. "Fine, whatever." I sat beside him the truck. "Hey, what are Ты two kids doing to my truck?" Some old crazy redneck guy stood in front of the truck with a shotgun. "Oh, crap." Trent mumbled under his breath and sunk into his seat. "We were just checking to see if your truck worked fine. We're that car company down the street, Ты see.." I hoped out of the truck and offered him a fake smile with the fake statement I made. "Yeah, right-." I cut him off by punching him across the face and pushing him out of the way of the truck. "And Ты сказал(-а) I was crazy." Trent chuckled. "Just drive!" I shouted when a couple of police cars came zooming in through the wooden fence in the backyard. I could feel my сердце racing as fast as the truck was gliding across the road. It was like we were playing Grand Theft Auto, except this was real life and people can actually get hurt and Ты can be taken to prison. "Are they still after us?" Trent questioned with his eyes fixed on the road. "Do Ты not hear the fucking police sirens?" I hissed. I looked into the rear view mirror and watched a handful of police cars that were jammed on the road trying to make their way towards us. Trent looked away from the road for a секунда to check on the deal with the police, when he slammed harshly into the side of a car. The air bags deployed and thankfully didn't smash us in the face. Tons of other cars on the road crashed because of our blockage of the road. We got out of the car and soon realized that the police were just a couple of blocks away from reaching us. Trent opened a door to another car and pulled a guy out of his car and threw him out onto the road. "What are Ты two doing? That's my car!" He slammed his fists on the window right before the car took off on the road. A gunshot was heard and that was when the road stopped being so smooth. "Fuck, they took out one of the tires!" Trent hissed and slammed the palm of his hand on the steering wheel. He took a turn and we began to drive off road. "What are Ты doing?" I asked as we furiously bumped around in the car as it drove over grass. "This way, I know another place we can hide that is just over this fence." He got out before helping me out of the car. In a matter of seconds, the police showed up and were scattered about across the front lawn of someone's house. "We have Ты surrounded! There is no way out!" One of the policemen shouted into a microphone. Trent pushed me up over the fence and I landed on the other side on my stomach. He quickly followed and I heard him gasp when he turned his body around. "What is it?" I looked up to see what was going on and saw that policemen standing by their cars with Оружие pointing at us. I shakily stood beside Trent and he took my hand into his. My parent's car pulled up on the side of the road and out came my furious yet somewhat relieved parents. "Stay away from her Ты cruel human being!" My mother pulled me into a tight hug and shielded me from Trent. "No, Ты stay away from him!" I pulled away from her and stood in front of him. "What are Ты saying, Gwen? This man is nothing but a son of a сука convict and Ты know it!" She shouted. "I won't let Ты hurt him." I spoke with tears in my eyes. "Gwen, it's time to let him go." My step father сказал(-а) in a calm voice. "No! Ты can't take him from me! I won't let you!" Tears began to quickly plummet from my eyes. "Listen to her! This man is innocent!" Bridgette came running up beside me. I assumed Courtney had taken Duncan to the hospital and that was the reason why she wasn't here. "He just caused five thousand dollars in damage all across Abbottsville and he murdered hundreds of people years ago? I don't fucking think so!" Duncan's father got out of the police car that just showed up and stormed up to us, gun in hand. "Just stop, please." Trent whispered from behind me with a choked up voice. "What do Ты mean?" I turned around to face him. I tried looking him in the eyes, but he just wouldn't look up from the ground. "Let me go." His voice cracked with his words as a couple of tears strolled down his cheeks. "What?" I couldn't believe what I was hearing. That gunshot I felt earlier now felt like I was being run over by a car and being left for dead. "Wise decision." Duncan's father grabbed Trent by his wrist and slammed him up against the back of a police car to handcuff him. "Trent, no! Wait!" I grabbed his arm, but he pulled away and still didn't look at me. He was thrown into the back of the car and he sat there with his eyes closed and head hanging low, hands handcuffed behind his back. "Don't do this, Trent!" I slapped my hands on the car window with tears falling from my eyes. I watched one stray tear fall from one of his closed eyes before the car pulled off and drove away. I collapsed to my knees and just stared blankly in the direction of the car driving down the road. "Gwen, lets go. It's over." My step father gently gripped my shoulder. I slowly stood to my feet and dragged my way towards the car. I found my brother sitting in the backseat with guilt and tears in his eyes. "I'm sorry, Gwen." He sniffed and wiped away his tears. I only shook my head put my face into my hands and ignored everyone the drive home. This felt like deja vu to me. The night Trent was first taken from me felt like it was happening all over again, except this time he was being taken away from me forever. I sat down on my постель, кровати and stared at my wall. "Gwen, can I come in for a second?" My step father knocked gently on the door. "I don't care." I mumbled under my breath. He came in with a slight smile on his face and sat down beside me on my bed. "Honey, I need to tell Ты something." He сказал(-а) uneasily with his feet shuffling on the floor. "What is it?" I sniffed and grabbed a tissue to clean the smeared makeup from off of my face. "The only reason the police knew where Ты and your Друзья were located, besides the footage from the cameras, was because I contacted the police and stated that Ты were at your friend Bridgette's house." He stood from the постель, кровати and began to slowly back away from me. "What?" I could feel tears burning in my eyes again and my face turning red from anger. "I saw Ты and your Друзья heading towards your friend's house- I just wanted to keep my little girl безопасно, сейф is all." He spoke in a choked up voice. I stood from my постель, кровати and just stared at him with tears plummeting from my eyes and my face twisted in anger. "Did Ты tell her?" My mother peeked in through the door. I slammed my fists on his chest and fell to my knees. "How could you?" Was all I could manage to say before I completely broke down into tears. I felt betrayed and I wasn't exactly surprised of it. "It was for your own good, sweetheart." My mother patted my shoulder and I quickly moved to the other side of the room. "Why did Ты have to go and ruin my life?" I screamed. "We weren't just going to let Ты run off with some convict." He crossed his arms and glared at me. Right before I could say something my mother put her finger to my mouth. "How about we let Ты go visit him at prison instead?" She suggested. Instead of making some smart жопа, попка comment, I took the offer and headed down to the car. I quickly got out of the car and headed into the building without my parents. "Hey, Gwen. What's up?" Cody, one of the prison's guards who loves to hit on me, smiled at me with his creepy tooth-gap smile. "I need to see Trent." I growled at him. "Okay, okay. Jeez. Follow me." He opened a door in the back and led me down the hall of prison cells. The memories of that night Trent was broke out of prison came flying back to me. How happy he was to see me. How we cried in each others' arms. When we reached Trent's cell I thought I was going to let out a cry of joy, but instead I let out a cry of horror. Trent was lied out across his dirty mattress of a постель, кровати with a rope wrapped tightly around his arm and two needles jabbed deeply into his forearm. I found a crumpled up piece of paper sitting in the corner of the cell that read, 'It would be a whole lot еще easier if I weren't living. I Любовь you, Gwen.' Right beside that last sentence was a small splotch of blood. I threw the paper on the ground before covering my eyes and sobbing uncontrollably.
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Months that felt like years went by and another dark and gloomy день came. This one was especially dark for me because it was the день of two funerals that were going to take place. Well, technically one because no one besides Courtney или Bridgette wanted to attend Trent's funeral that I had planned out on my own. I was sitting in a lone chair in front of Trent's casket, silently crying to myself. I was wearing a black dress and my black boots to match the way this день was feeling towards me. I looked over across the cemetery at the other funeral taking place with a bunch of people attending it. Друзья and family were crying and hugging each other in grief of Duncan. Pictures were placed neatly beside his casket along with the thousands of beautiful Цветы swarming around them. I looked at the pointless excuse of a funeral I set up and the only thing here besides Trent's casket was a bouquet of black roses. I watched as the employees at the cemetery lowered Trent's casket into the ground and bury him. They left and went to go over to bury Duncan. They actually talked to the people there and even had tears in their eyes. "Gwen, I think it's time to go." Courtney came up to me with puffy red eyes, tissue in hand. "Hold on. I'll be in the car in a second. I just need to say goodbye first." I whispered as I stared down at the tombstone before me. "Alright, please hurry. Ты don't want to catch a cold, do you?" She offered slight laughter before walking away. "That's the least of my concerns." I mumbled under my breath. The cold breeze began to pick up in speed and I shivered under my thick black dress. I felt a slight kick in my stomach and I sighed slightly. "I know you're tired. Just let me say goodbye to daddy one last time." I rubbed my stomach with my hand as tears fell from my eyes. I got down on my knees and placed my hand upon Trent's tombstone. "I Любовь you, Trent. We both do. I just wanted to let Ты know that Ты were going to be a father and that we could've started a family if none of this would've happened.." Tears began to fall from my eyes quicker, but I still kept a smile on my face. "We could've been together. You, me, and the baby. If only Ты would've just held on a little longer." I held my head down and continued to cry. I looked back up at his tombstone and stared at the Письмо that was upon it. "Well, I just wanted to let Ты know that the baby and I Любовь you. Goodbye." I stood up and turned to leave. I immediately stopped in my tracks when I felt a sharp pain in my chest. "Gwen, what's wrong?" Bridgette and Courtney came running up to me. I held my hands over my chest and fell to my knees. "Is it the baby? Is it time?" Courtney placed her hand upon my shoulder. I fell back onto the трава and stared up at the dark, gray sky. "Someone call an ambulance!" I heard Bridgette shout before my hearing and vision went blurry. I took in one last final breath before I closed my eyes for the last time.
Показать me what it's like
To be the last one standing
And teach me wrong from right
And I'll Показать Ты what I can be
And say it for me, say it to me
And I'll leave this life behind me
Say it if it's worth saving me
Hurry I'm fallin'
And say it for me, say it to me
And I'll leave this life behind me
Say it if it's worth saving me
Gwen's pov!
"Gwen, get down here right now!" I heard my mother shout from downstairs. I grumbled and slammed my подушка on my head before hearing her repeat the same annoying line again. I threw my подушка across the room and stumbled my way downstairs to find my parents sitting on the диван, мягкий уголок watching the news. "What?" I mumbled half awake, rocking back and forth on my heels. "By any chance, would Ты know this boy?" My mother skipped back the news with the remote to a certain point and Trent's tired face was facing me once more. "Uh, no. Of course not. Why do Ты ask?" I spoke in a serious tone, now еще awake. "I thought Ты сказал(-а) she knew him, Kyle." My step father glared at the boy who was cowering in fear at the table. "No, I didn't. What are Ты talking about?" He quickly got up out of his сиденье, место, сиденья and got farther away from me. "You told them?" I shouted at him. "Told us what?" My mother jolted up from the couch. "I was eating my cereal and that popped up on the news and my mouth just blurted out that Ты knew him and- I didn't mean to, Gwen. I'm sorry." He held up his hands in defense. "I'm going to kill you!" I held my clenched fist in his face while the other fist lifted him up off of the ground by the воротник of his shirt. "At least I didn't tell him the entire story behind it." He managed to choke out. "Shut up!" I slammed my palm over his mouth and darted my eyes at him. "Excuse me? What do Ты mean by 'entire story'?" My mother placed her hands on her hips. "He's obviously just talking nonsense, mother. Don't listen to him-." My step father cut me off when he walked up to me with a serious look on his face. "I know you're lying. Tell me the real story или so help me-." I cut him off. "So help me what? What the fuck could Ты possibly do to me?" I sneered and shoved him a little. "Gwen, watch your language!" My mother gasped. "Don't Ты go and doubt me, little girl. I'll get my Ответы one way или another." He hissed and pulled his cellphone out of his pocket. "What are Ты going to do?" I began to nervously look back and forth at him and the phone. "Whatever gets me answers." He began to slowly dial numbers on his phone. Right before he could finish dialing and put the phone up to his ear, I slapped it out of his hand and it shattered to pieces against the wall. "Alright, I'll tell you." I breathed heavily, feeling my сердце pound against my chest. "Good. Have a seat, sweetheart." My step father roughly shoved me into a chair at the таблица and sat across from me, his fingers slowly tapping along the wood of the table. I could feel the pressure building up inside of me. Sweat was forming on my forehead and my body was all jittery like as if I had just drank a cup of coffee. I stared up at the clock and watched минуты slowly go by. My сердце raced faster and faster every time the clock made a ticking noise. "Well?" My step father spoke up from the unbearably long silence and slammed his fist on the table. "I can't take the guilt anymore! Gwen has been letting that boy named Trent sleep in her closet for a couple of weeks now. I only agreed to it because she would give me her clock in exchange of keeping my mouth shut. I had no idea he was a runaway convict, I swear!" Kyle pulled at his hair with his eyes shut tight of fear. "Gwen, how could you? Ты let some criminal camp out in your room for almost a месяц without even turning him in?" My mother placed her hands over her mouth, tears whelming up in her eyes. My step father got up from his сиденье, место, сиденья and went over to заворачивать, обертывание his arm around her and let her cry into his shoulder. "I am very disappointed in you, Gwen." My step father shook his head as he comforted his sobbing wife. "He is an innocent man and I can prove it!" I shouted over the loud sobbing. The room went silent for a quick секунда before someone acknowledged my statement. "How can Ты prove that criminal innocent? He murdered hundreds of innocent people! Kids, families, even a couple of our relatives! How can Ты be so.. cruel?" He let go of his crying wife to storm up to me with a death glare on his face. "You don't know the real story behind all of this! Ты just believe in what you've heard!" I screamed and ran upstairs, my feet booming on the staircase. I walked back down the stairs once again, backpack in hand, and began to calmly make my way towards the door. "Where do Ты think you're going?" My step father grabbed onto my shoulder with a hiss. "I'm going to school, obviously." I shook away from his hand and threw one of the backpack straps around my shoulder. "You're not going anywhere! Get back up to your room, right now!" He screamed and pointed up to the staircase. "Fine." I сказал(-а) calmly and walked back up to my room. From up here in my room I could hear my mother and step father bickering back and forth about me. "I knew she would end up like this! I just knew it!" I heard him shout. I opened up my window and right before I could pull my entire body out through the window, Kyle burst in through the door. "Hurry, shut it." I growled and he quickly shut the door. "What are Ты doing?" He walked over towards me. "I'm going to school whether they like it или not." I finally managed to pull myself through the window and onto the roof. "Are Ты nuts? When dad finds out that you're not in your room he's going to drive up to the school and literally kill you!" He whisper-yelled. "I don't care. I need to find a way to prove Trent is innocent. Ты probably wouldn't do the same thing I'm doing because you've never loved someone as much as I Любовь him. He is a sweet and innocent man and I'm еще than willing to prove it." I felt like tearing up, but I held back my sobs. Kyle actually seemed surprised that I had admitted to loving Trent. "Well.. good luck, Gwen. I hope all things go well for you." He slightly smiled before shutting the window and leaving my room. I carefully jumped off the roof and began making my way towards the school. As I walked down the halls towards my locker, all of the students stared me down. Except that this time their stares were full of anger and Trent wasn't with me. "So, itch boy's a druggy, eh?" I heard John say from behind me. I slammed my locker shut and spun around to face him. "Shut your god damn mouth before I shut it for you." I sneered and turned back around to put еще Книги into my locker. "Well, at least the police locked up that son of a сука in jail. It wasn't right what he did." His sarcastic tone in his voice turned into an evil sneer. I threw down my Книги and tackled him to the floor. I began throwing punches left and right. I watched blood flow from his nose and mouth, soaking his face and clothes. I grabbed one of my Книги and smashed it across his face. A lone tooth flew from his mouth and slid across the floor, leaving a small trail of blood behind it. Right before I could slug him across the face again, Bridgette came up from behind me and grabbed my bloody fist. "Gwen, oh my god, stop it! That's enough!" She pulled me up off of the bloody and bruised boy lying on the floor in pain. I looked at all of the students staring at me. Some began whispering things to the person beside them and most of them were just shaking their heads. I slapped my hands over my eyes and ran down the halls towards the courtyard with tears plummeting down my cheeks. I sat up against the old oak дерево and began crying so loud that I didn't even care if anyone heard me. "Gwen, there Ты are!" Bridgette ran up to me with Courtney following. "What happened back there? What's going on, Gwen?" Courtney knelt down beside me and placed her hand upon my shoulder. My only answer to them was my loud sobs. "Please tell us what's going on. We're so worried about you." Bridgette looked me in the eyes with concern. "Wait, is this about what I think it is?" Courtney gasped before looking at Bridgette. "Oh no.. is it?" Bridgette turned to face me again. "Yes." I managed to choke out before going back to uncontrollably sobbing again. "Gwen, what's done is done-." I cut Courtney off. "No. He's innocent and I can prove it!" I screamed and slammed my fists onto the ground. "What do Ты mean?" Bridgette raised an eyebrow. "Fine. I'll tell you-." I was cut off by loud shouting. "Where is that son of a bitch, Trent? I'm going to rip his fucking head off!" Duncan screamed as he ran towards us. "Back off, Duncan! She's already been through enough! She doesn't need Ты to make it worse!" Courtney got up and shoved him onto the ground. "Her little boyfriend is the reason my nephew is dead! He is the reason that a young eight год old boy died that day!" His screaming softened at the end and he covered up his eyes with his arm for a quick секунда before looking at me with a straight face. "H-He's innocent." I repeated the same line for the thousandth time. "Prove it." Duncan stood directly in front of me with a glare on his face. I felt tears whelming up in my eyes again and I tried so hard to hold them back, but they just started falling from my eyes. "Lets go to my place and talk this whole thing over. I don't think school is the best place to be right now." Bridgette lead us to her car and she drove us towards her house. "Okay, my parents aren't home. Ты guys can come on in." She gestured her hand to follow her. As we walked towards her house I looked back at Duncan who was already shooting his eyes at me like daggers. I gulped and continued to keep my eyes out of Duncan's death stare. I sat down on her постель, кровати in her room and watched as the rest of them entered the room. Bridgette sat down beside me with her legs crossed while Courtney sat at Bridgette's стол письменный, стол and Duncan leaned up against the Стена far away from me as possible. "Now that we're in a much quieter setting, can Ты please tell us what the true story behind all of this?" Bridgette scooted in closer to me and placed her hand upon my shoulder. "Trent is innocent. Before Duncan starts screaming and swearing at me, let me tell Ты the real story behind this dumb thing." I croaked and crossed my arms across my chest. "Go on." He nodded. "The night Trent was taken from me by the police he told me everything that happened that day. He even told me things that I was shocked to even come out of his mouth." As I told the story their eyes of confusion and anger turned into guilt and sadness. Duncan no longer looked as if he wanted to kill someone. He looked like he was going to break down if no one was present in the room. Courtney and Bridgette, on the other hand, were tearing up in each others' arms. "Do Ты believe me now?" I wiped my puffy red eyes with a tissue. "Yes. We believe you." Bridgette went back to crying with Courtney. I looked over at Duncan who cleared away a stray tear falling down his cheek. "I believe Ты too." He sniffed as he stared down at his dirty Converse with guilt pouring from his eyes. "What do we do now?" Courtney hiccuped. "There's nothing we can do. Trent is going to be killed and I don't think four teens can change the minds of the authority." I sunk back into Bridgette's подушка and sighed. "Yes there is." Duncan growled and went over to look outside the window. "There is?" I shot up from the подушка to go stand beside him. "You know that the principal is my dad, right?" He hissed. "Yeah, Duncan. You've told us a million times." Courtney rolled her eyes. "He is also the chief of police." He turned to look at his shocked girlfriend. "Really?" My eyes widened. "I bet we could go down to the school and prove to him that Trent is innocent." Duncan stormed out of the room towards Bridgette's car. "Lets go, I guess." Bridgette shrugged and we all headed out to the car after Duncan. Duncan got out of the car and harshly slammed the door. "Watch it, dude." Bridgette called out after Duncan who was running towards the school. We finally caught up with him and he was waiting for us outside the principal's office, foot tapping impatiently. "Alright, lets talk to him nicely-." Duncan cut Courtney off and slammed open the principal's office door. "Or not.." Courtney growled. "Duncan, what's the meaning of this? Why are Ты and your Друзья not in class?" The principal shot up from his chair and threw a small stack of papers down on the table. "Shut up, dad. Ты know why we're here." Duncan sneered. "No, I don't- wait.." His father trailed off and his eyes widened in shock. "You have an innocent man locked up. How do Ты even know he did it? Do Ты even have any evidence that he did it at all?" Duncan slammed the office door before turning back to face his dad. "He was the only one alive and present at the scene of the crime-." Duncan cut him off. "So what, Ты just assumed he did it just because he was there and living? That is the most stupidest fucking thing I've ever heard in my entire life! He was trying to save a couple of lives by getting people somewhere безопасно, сейф away from the killer!" Duncan shoved all of the papers and such the principal had on his стол письменный, стол onto the floor in anger. "You don't understand-." He cut him off again. "No, Ты don't understand. You've basically killed Trent. Ты haven't strapped him up to a machine to torture him to death yet, but you've killed him. Ты put his face all over the news for thousands to see. Ты turned an innocent man into a criminal in the eyes of your citizens. Ты don't have anyone to blame but yourself. Ты take that to the god damn court." Duncan whispered that last sentence with a hiss before walking out of the office. "Nice seeing you, Mr. Baxter." Courtney laughed nervously before running out of the office to find Duncan. The final колокол, колокольчик, белл rang and that meant hell was about to begin. "I can't go Главная to my family.. I just can't." I stopped in front of the school doors and held back my tears in my burning eyes. "Well, Ты can come stay with me at my house. I just found out that my parents are going on a business trip in France for the weekend." Bridgette smiled and placed her hand upon my shoulder. "Yes, we're going to Bridgette's house. We're going to make up a plan to break Trent out of prison." Duncan ran out of the school clutching Courtney's wrist. "What?" Courtney shouted in disbelief. "You know what, after such bullshit that was just spoken by Duncan's father, why not? I'm only doing this for you." Bridgette smiled at me. "Same here." Duncan leaned up against the Стена in Bridgette's room. "Have Ты guys Остаться в живых your minds? I know Trent is innocent, but we can't just break him out of prison! That is against the law!" Courtney threw her hands up. "So what? Trent doesn't deserve to be locked up and Ты know that." Duncan pointed out. "Yeah, I know but.." Courtney looked down at the rugged floor before looking at me with guilt in her eyes. "Gwen really needs Trent right now, Courtney. Come on.. lighten up." Bridgette nudged her. "Alright, fine. But just this once will I ever break the law. I'm doing this for my best friend." Courtney smiled and gave me a tight hug. "Thanks guys. I really appreciate what you're doing for me." I smiled at them. "Okay, so here's the plan.." Duncan rolled out a large piece of paper and we all started putting in clever ideas into the prison breakout plan. "Do we have flashlights?" Duncan asked as he checked things off the list. "Yep, we've got them." Courtney popped batteries into a couple of flashlights before placing them in a bag. "Smoke bomb?" Duncan looked up at me. "Smoke bomb? I don't remember putting that into the agreement." Courtney crossed her arms. "Do Ты want this plan to work или not?" Duncan turned to her. "Fine." She sighed. I placed the smoke bomb gently into the bag before we all headed out into the streets towards the county prison. "I've broken out of this place hundreds of times, so this should be a piece of cake." Duncan chuckled as he hid behind a large дерево and stared at the prison with no fear at all. "Lets get a Переместить on, Mr. Delinquent." Courtney shoved him towards the prison. "Alright. Get down and start crawling. Don't make any sound and try not to get caught." Duncan whispered and started crawling his way past the guards. Bridgette and Courtney made there way past the guards with no problem at all. Duncan gestured his hand at me to move. I gulped before getting down and slowly crawling across the dirt and gravel towards them. I heard a dog start to bark and a radio went off. The three of them started waving their arms like crazy for me to stay put. 'Are Ты nuts?' I mouthed to them. In a quick секунда a guard was standing right beside me. I silently gasped and did my best to hide myself in the dark as I lied down here on the ground. "Anything?" I heard a voice blur on the radio. "Nothing, Mr. Baxter. It is all good." The guard responded and walked away. I quickly made my way to the other three and we slipped silently into the prison. "Lets stick together. Remember, do not make a sound." Duncan stressed that last sentence as if his life had depended on it. We slowly crept through the halls and began searching the cells for Trent. I kept getting chills down my spine as physco criminals stared us down as we continued the Поиск for him. Rats and other little creatures scattered all around the floors, causing Bridgette and Courtney to freak out a couple of times. "Shut it." Duncan hissed. "Sorry for being human." Courtney scoffed before rolling her eyes. "Guys, I found him!" Duncan whisper-yelled. I ran as fast as I could down the hall to find a tired Trent curled up in a corner on the floor inside a jail cell. "Gwen, is that you?" Trent stood from the floor and walked over before wrapping his fingers around the cold metal bars. "Yes, it's me." I wrapped my fingers around his and stared deeply into his eyes. "Sorry to interrupt the romantic moment, but we have hundreds of guards swarming around this place and I'd like to get the fuck out of here before we get caught." Duncan suggested. "You're going to take me away from this place?" Trent's eyes widened. "Yeah, come on. Lets go." Duncan broke open the jail cell door with a crowbar. I took Trent's hand into mine and ran after the other three out the door. A light beamed over us and sirens began to ring across the prison. "Run!" Duncan shouted and we all took off running. "We have a runaway convict, over." I heard a radio blur. Helicopters swarmed over the вверх of us with their lights waving around trying to find us. I tripped over some fallen rusty barbed wire and my pants leg got caught in it. A foamed mouth angry guard dog spotted me and began to sprint furiously towards me. Duncan pulled out the smoke bomb and threw it near the dog. A huge blast of smoke caked the atmosphere. I couldn't even see my hand in front of my face. I heard a dog whimper and that was my assumption that the dog was giving up and was going to runaway. "Come on, Gwen!" Trent came out of no where through the smoke, removed the barbed wire from my pants and grabbed me by the waist and continued to run. We somehow made our way safely past that death trap and back to Bridgette's house."Whew, that was a close one." Duncan bent over with his hands on his knees, breathing heavily. "You think? Courtney glared at him. While Courtney and Bridgette complained to Duncan how we almost got our asses handed to the police, my attention was drawn to the man I thought I once lost. "Oh, Trent. I missed Ты so much." I wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him close to me. "I missed Ты too." He whispered gently into my ear and wrapped his arms around my waist. "So how was prison life?" Duncan questioned. "Duncan." Courtney mumbled under her breath and shoved him slightly. "Hey, Bridgette, Ты won't mind Trent and I going back to your room to talk in private do you?" I looked at her with my forehead still rested on Trent's. "Yeah, I won't mind." She shrugged. "As long as Ты guys don't get frisky in her bed, she's fine." Duncan laughed. We both sat down by each other on the bed. For the first time it was a somewhat good silence. "Thank Ты for getting me out of there. I don't think I could've lasted much longer." He turned to me with a whisper. "You're welcome." I whispered so softly I barely even heard myself. He smiled and wrapped his arms around me and brought me in for a warm, passionate kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck, placing my hands upon the back of his head. He fell back onto the постель, кровати and I fell down upon him, not breaking the kiss. He rolled over so that he was on вверх of me now, still not deciding to break the kiss. "We should probably Переместить into Bridgette's parents room." He pulled away and placed his forehead upon mine. "Why?" I raised an eyebrow. "You'll find out." He whispered softly, staring into my eyes. We both quietly slipped out of Bridgette's room and into her parents room. "I still don't understand why we couldn't have just stayed in her room-." He cut me off and gently tackled me onto the постель, кровати with kisses. I didn't Вопрос him about anything after that and just let things happen."I Любовь you." Trent turned on his side and pulled me close to his warm, bare body. "I Любовь Ты too." I whispered before we made out under the moonlight.
Показать me what it's like
To be the last one standing
And teach me wrong from right
And I'll Показать Ты what I can be
And say it for me, say it to me
And I'll leave this life behind me
Say it if it's worth saving me
Hurry I'm fallin'
And all I need is you
Come please I'm callin'
And oh I scream for you
Hurry I'm fallin', I'm fallin'
I woke up with Trent's arms around me and my face snuggled into his warm chest. "Good morning, sunshine." I heard him chuckle. I looked up at his shining bright green eyes and beautiful smile. "I haven't seen that in a while." I giggled before I pecked his cheek. "What?" He looked slightly confused. "I haven't seen your face glow so much since before all of this happened." I placed my hand upon his cheek and smiled. "You're the reason why my smile continues to stay." He nuzzled my neck with his nose before planting kisses around my neck. He gently held my head as he continued to Kiss and nibble my neck. Sometimes he would cause me to moan and I covered my mouth with my hand to muffle them. "You guys done bumping uglies yet? Breakfast is ready." Duncan knocked on the door before walking away with laughter. "So, did Ты guys sleep well?" Bridgette questioned with a smirk and slight laughter. "Well, I suppose. Not much sleeping went on last night." I chuckled under my breath before sitting at the таблица with a cup of coffee. "I just thought Bridgette's dog was going into town with one of his chew toys." Duncan laughed with his face on the table, fist slamming against it. "Shut up, Duncan. Leave her alone." Courtney sat down on the диван, мягкий уголок and read the newspaper as she slowly drank her cup of coffee. "Whatever, man. I'm just saying. I could've gotten a lot еще sleep last night if I didn't hear a постель, кровати frame slam up against the Стена a thousand times." Duncan plopped down on the диван, мягкий уголок beside her and began to randomly change to different channels on the television. Trent came up from behind me and wrapped his arms around me. I squealed with laughter as I tried to shove him away as he kissed my neck. "Hey, guys. Check this out." Duncan turned up the volume on the Телевидение and sat on the edge of couch. I spun around in my chair and saw that the news was on. "Why do Ты want us watching this?" I mumbled. "Hush. Listen." He shushed me by waving his arm, not looking away from the Телевидение screen. "Late last night a convict named Trent Jackson escaped Abbottsville prison late last night with the help of a few Друзья as shown by this footage from one of the security cameras at the prison." After the news reporter was done talking, the footage of us breaking Trent out of prison popped up on the screen. "Oh, shit.." Duncan fell back onto the couch, jaw hanging. "We know exactly who broke that convict out of prison and we know exactly where to find him." Duncan's dad spoke into the reporter's microphone with a hiss. "We're all very happy to know that the Abbottsville police department has this situation under control. This has been David Brown, CNN News." Duncan turned off the Телевидение and threw the remote at a vase, causing both the vase and the remote to shatter on the hard wood floor. "Duncan, Ты idiot!" Bridgette grabbed a метла and cleaned up his mess. "We're so screwed!" Courtney gasped with her hands over her mouth. I looked over at Trent who had his eyes fixed on the floor. I could see tears whelming up in his eyes before he closed them. "Trent?" I whispered and gently took his hand into mine. "I can't go back there.." He shook his head and pulled his hand from my grasp. "You won't, I promise." I wrapped my arms around him and felt a few tear drops slide down my cheeks. "Kill me." He whispered so quietly into my ear. That sentence felt like a bullet went through my head and caused a massive amount of blood to splatter out of my ear and onto the floor. "What?" I broke the embrace and looked at him like he had gone insane. "It'll be a better place to go than where I'm gonna be forcefully dragged to." He spoke in a choked up voice with tears streaming down his cheeks. "Trent wants Ты to do what?" Courtney stood beside me and looked up at him skeptically. "Calm down, everyone. Trent isn't going back to prison." Duncan spoke over all of the rapid talking going back and forth. "How do Ты expect to keep that from happening, genius?" Bridgette questioned with her arms crossed. "Well, for starters-." He was cut off by police sirens going off. The room went still. No one spoke and no one moved. We all just stood there like statues as the loud police sirens rang in our ears. A couple of car doors slamming were heard and we all turned our attention to the front door. The door knob started to furiously shake and that's when fists began to pound on the door. "Open this door!" Duncan's father screamed from outside. "You guys head upstairs. I'll try to fight them off." Duncan shoved us towards the stairs. "Are Ты crazy? You're gonna get yourself killed!" Courtney threw her hands in the air as she bickered with him. A police officer stopped their annoying bickering when he broke in through the door and slid across the floor Далее to our feet. "Go!" Duncan repeated that same line over and over. I felt my сердце stop as I looked into the eyes of some policemen that were pointing and running towards us. Courtney harshly shoved us up onto the staircase and we all ran like hell into Bridgette's bedroom. When we all finally made it into the room, Bridgette quickly but quietly shut and locked the door. She leaned up against it as she breathed heavily with her eyes shut tight. "I think they went this way! Follow me!" One of the policemen shouted. We listened to their boots stomp loudly against the hardwood floor as they searched every room for us. "What are we going to do?" Courtney whispered with panic Чтение across her face. Right before anyone could respond, the doorknob slowly shook once. I looked down at the floor and saw the boots of the man's shadow spread out in front of the door. "I think they're in here, but the door is locked." The policeman spoke as he shook the doorknob once more. "I don't give a damn if the door is locked или on fire! I want that convict!" Duncan's father shouted. "Leave them alone!" Duncan's voice came storming up the stairs. Screaming and loud crashes were heard on the floor on the other side of the door. "Duncan, let me finish my job!" Duncan's father sneered and another loud crash was heard. "You're already finished." Duncan hissed and something slammed up against the door, almost causing it to collapse at our feet. A gunshot went off and Duncan screamed a blood curdling scream at the вверх of his lungs. Courtney silently gasped and covered her mouth with her hands before she started to cry. It went dead silent for a couple of минуты after that before a couple of еще gunshots were heard. Blood slowly began to seep into the room from under the door and form a huge puddle across the floor. I looked over at Trent who had his eyes wider than the massive blood puddle on the floor. Courtney picked her head up from Bridgette's shoulder and let out a loud sob. She just sat there and cried as loud as she could as if we weren't in a situation at the time. The door was kicked down onto the floor, causing the blood to splatter everywhere. We all watched in horror as we witnessed Duncan bleeding to death as he lied there on the floor with his eyes wide open and staring at the ceiling. "Duncan!" Courtney immediately left us and went to his side. "Get them!" Duncan's father commanded. Bridgette opened the window as quickly as she could and shoved Trent and I out first. Right before she could even place her foot onto the roof, the police grabbed her by her arms and pulled her back in through the window. "Go on with out us, guys!" Bridgette called out to us as she struggled to break free of the grip of the strong policemen. As soon as we had our feet safely on the ground, we took off running as fast as we could. We probably looked like physco maniacs running down the streets with blood all over our clothing. A couple of children were playing hopscotch in the улица, уличный and when they spotted us, their mother came and quickly pulled them back into the house. Police sirens started up from behind us and that just made us run even faster. We took a shortcut to lose them for a short time to catch our breath. "We aren't going to make it on foot." I сказал(-а) as I gasped for air. Trent went into the гараж of the backyard we were in and busted open one of the windows of the rusty old blue truck that was sitting inside of it. "We're going to get in even еще trouble now!" I whisper-yelled as he hot wired the truck. "Well, Ты сказал(-а) we weren't going to make it on foot." He started up the truck. "Fine, whatever." I sat beside him the truck. "Hey, what are Ты two kids doing to my truck?" Some old crazy redneck guy stood in front of the truck with a shotgun. "Oh, crap." Trent mumbled under his breath and sunk into his seat. "We were just checking to see if your truck worked fine. We're that car company down the street, Ты see.." I hoped out of the truck and offered him a fake smile with the fake statement I made. "Yeah, right-." I cut him off by punching him across the face and pushing him out of the way of the truck. "And Ты сказал(-а) I was crazy." Trent chuckled. "Just drive!" I shouted when a couple of police cars came zooming in through the wooden fence in the backyard. I could feel my сердце racing as fast as the truck was gliding across the road. It was like we were playing Grand Theft Auto, except this was real life and people can actually get hurt and Ты can be taken to prison. "Are they still after us?" Trent questioned with his eyes fixed on the road. "Do Ты not hear the fucking police sirens?" I hissed. I looked into the rear view mirror and watched a handful of police cars that were jammed on the road trying to make their way towards us. Trent looked away from the road for a секунда to check on the deal with the police, when he slammed harshly into the side of a car. The air bags deployed and thankfully didn't smash us in the face. Tons of other cars on the road crashed because of our blockage of the road. We got out of the car and soon realized that the police were just a couple of blocks away from reaching us. Trent opened a door to another car and pulled a guy out of his car and threw him out onto the road. "What are Ты two doing? That's my car!" He slammed his fists on the window right before the car took off on the road. A gunshot was heard and that was when the road stopped being so smooth. "Fuck, they took out one of the tires!" Trent hissed and slammed the palm of his hand on the steering wheel. He took a turn and we began to drive off road. "What are Ты doing?" I asked as we furiously bumped around in the car as it drove over grass. "This way, I know another place we can hide that is just over this fence." He got out before helping me out of the car. In a matter of seconds, the police showed up and were scattered about across the front lawn of someone's house. "We have Ты surrounded! There is no way out!" One of the policemen shouted into a microphone. Trent pushed me up over the fence and I landed on the other side on my stomach. He quickly followed and I heard him gasp when he turned his body around. "What is it?" I looked up to see what was going on and saw that policemen standing by their cars with Оружие pointing at us. I shakily stood beside Trent and he took my hand into his. My parent's car pulled up on the side of the road and out came my furious yet somewhat relieved parents. "Stay away from her Ты cruel human being!" My mother pulled me into a tight hug and shielded me from Trent. "No, Ты stay away from him!" I pulled away from her and stood in front of him. "What are Ты saying, Gwen? This man is nothing but a son of a сука convict and Ты know it!" She shouted. "I won't let Ты hurt him." I spoke with tears in my eyes. "Gwen, it's time to let him go." My step father сказал(-а) in a calm voice. "No! Ты can't take him from me! I won't let you!" Tears began to quickly plummet from my eyes. "Listen to her! This man is innocent!" Bridgette came running up beside me. I assumed Courtney had taken Duncan to the hospital and that was the reason why she wasn't here. "He just caused five thousand dollars in damage all across Abbottsville and he murdered hundreds of people years ago? I don't fucking think so!" Duncan's father got out of the police car that just showed up and stormed up to us, gun in hand. "Just stop, please." Trent whispered from behind me with a choked up voice. "What do Ты mean?" I turned around to face him. I tried looking him in the eyes, but he just wouldn't look up from the ground. "Let me go." His voice cracked with his words as a couple of tears strolled down his cheeks. "What?" I couldn't believe what I was hearing. That gunshot I felt earlier now felt like I was being run over by a car and being left for dead. "Wise decision." Duncan's father grabbed Trent by his wrist and slammed him up against the back of a police car to handcuff him. "Trent, no! Wait!" I grabbed his arm, but he pulled away and still didn't look at me. He was thrown into the back of the car and he sat there with his eyes closed and head hanging low, hands handcuffed behind his back. "Don't do this, Trent!" I slapped my hands on the car window with tears falling from my eyes. I watched one stray tear fall from one of his closed eyes before the car pulled off and drove away. I collapsed to my knees and just stared blankly in the direction of the car driving down the road. "Gwen, lets go. It's over." My step father gently gripped my shoulder. I slowly stood to my feet and dragged my way towards the car. I found my brother sitting in the backseat with guilt and tears in his eyes. "I'm sorry, Gwen." He sniffed and wiped away his tears. I only shook my head put my face into my hands and ignored everyone the drive home. This felt like deja vu to me. The night Trent was first taken from me felt like it was happening all over again, except this time he was being taken away from me forever. I sat down on my постель, кровати and stared at my wall. "Gwen, can I come in for a second?" My step father knocked gently on the door. "I don't care." I mumbled under my breath. He came in with a slight smile on his face and sat down beside me on my bed. "Honey, I need to tell Ты something." He сказал(-а) uneasily with his feet shuffling on the floor. "What is it?" I sniffed and grabbed a tissue to clean the smeared makeup from off of my face. "The only reason the police knew where Ты and your Друзья were located, besides the footage from the cameras, was because I contacted the police and stated that Ты were at your friend Bridgette's house." He stood from the постель, кровати and began to slowly back away from me. "What?" I could feel tears burning in my eyes again and my face turning red from anger. "I saw Ты and your Друзья heading towards your friend's house- I just wanted to keep my little girl безопасно, сейф is all." He spoke in a choked up voice. I stood from my постель, кровати and just stared at him with tears plummeting from my eyes and my face twisted in anger. "Did Ты tell her?" My mother peeked in through the door. I slammed my fists on his chest and fell to my knees. "How could you?" Was all I could manage to say before I completely broke down into tears. I felt betrayed and I wasn't exactly surprised of it. "It was for your own good, sweetheart." My mother patted my shoulder and I quickly moved to the other side of the room. "Why did Ты have to go and ruin my life?" I screamed. "We weren't just going to let Ты run off with some convict." He crossed his arms and glared at me. Right before I could say something my mother put her finger to my mouth. "How about we let Ты go visit him at prison instead?" She suggested. Instead of making some smart жопа, попка comment, I took the offer and headed down to the car. I quickly got out of the car and headed into the building without my parents. "Hey, Gwen. What's up?" Cody, one of the prison's guards who loves to hit on me, smiled at me with his creepy tooth-gap smile. "I need to see Trent." I growled at him. "Okay, okay. Jeez. Follow me." He opened a door in the back and led me down the hall of prison cells. The memories of that night Trent was broke out of prison came flying back to me. How happy he was to see me. How we cried in each others' arms. When we reached Trent's cell I thought I was going to let out a cry of joy, but instead I let out a cry of horror. Trent was lied out across his dirty mattress of a постель, кровати with a rope wrapped tightly around his arm and two needles jabbed deeply into his forearm. I found a crumpled up piece of paper sitting in the corner of the cell that read, 'It would be a whole lot еще easier if I weren't living. I Любовь you, Gwen.' Right beside that last sentence was a small splotch of blood. I threw the paper on the ground before covering my eyes and sobbing uncontrollably.
...
Months that felt like years went by and another dark and gloomy день came. This one was especially dark for me because it was the день of two funerals that were going to take place. Well, technically one because no one besides Courtney или Bridgette wanted to attend Trent's funeral that I had planned out on my own. I was sitting in a lone chair in front of Trent's casket, silently crying to myself. I was wearing a black dress and my black boots to match the way this день was feeling towards me. I looked over across the cemetery at the other funeral taking place with a bunch of people attending it. Друзья and family were crying and hugging each other in grief of Duncan. Pictures were placed neatly beside his casket along with the thousands of beautiful Цветы swarming around them. I looked at the pointless excuse of a funeral I set up and the only thing here besides Trent's casket was a bouquet of black roses. I watched as the employees at the cemetery lowered Trent's casket into the ground and bury him. They left and went to go over to bury Duncan. They actually talked to the people there and even had tears in their eyes. "Gwen, I think it's time to go." Courtney came up to me with puffy red eyes, tissue in hand. "Hold on. I'll be in the car in a second. I just need to say goodbye first." I whispered as I stared down at the tombstone before me. "Alright, please hurry. Ты don't want to catch a cold, do you?" She offered slight laughter before walking away. "That's the least of my concerns." I mumbled under my breath. The cold breeze began to pick up in speed and I shivered under my thick black dress. I felt a slight kick in my stomach and I sighed slightly. "I know you're tired. Just let me say goodbye to daddy one last time." I rubbed my stomach with my hand as tears fell from my eyes. I got down on my knees and placed my hand upon Trent's tombstone. "I Любовь you, Trent. We both do. I just wanted to let Ты know that Ты were going to be a father and that we could've started a family if none of this would've happened.." Tears began to fall from my eyes quicker, but I still kept a smile on my face. "We could've been together. You, me, and the baby. If only Ты would've just held on a little longer." I held my head down and continued to cry. I looked back up at his tombstone and stared at the Письмо that was upon it. "Well, I just wanted to let Ты know that the baby and I Любовь you. Goodbye." I stood up and turned to leave. I immediately stopped in my tracks when I felt a sharp pain in my chest. "Gwen, what's wrong?" Bridgette and Courtney came running up to me. I held my hands over my chest and fell to my knees. "Is it the baby? Is it time?" Courtney placed her hand upon my shoulder. I fell back onto the трава and stared up at the dark, gray sky. "Someone call an ambulance!" I heard Bridgette shout before my hearing and vision went blurry. I took in one last final breath before I closed my eyes for the last time.
Показать me what it's like
To be the last one standing
And teach me wrong from right
And I'll Показать Ты what I can be
And say it for me, say it to me
And I'll leave this life behind me
Say it if it's worth saving me
Hurry I'm fallin'
And say it for me, say it to me
And I'll leave this life behind me
Say it if it's worth saving me
*midnight and everyone in Trent's house is sleeping*
Gwen:*holding a car сиденье, место, сиденья with Alex in it* *climbs on the roof of Trent's house* *taps on Trent's window*
Trent:*opens the window* *whispering* Эй, babe.*kisses her cheek*
Gwen:*whispering* Hey.
Trent:Is he asleep?
Gwen:yep...he's been cranky though.
Trent:*quietly laughs*
Gwen:Trent,....you've never held Alex..have you?
Trent:Um...well actually-
Gwen:It's okay,you can hold him.
Trent:*nervous* Gwen,I've never held a baby before.
Gwen:Don't Ты have a baby brother?
Trent:I never hold him....
Gwen:Why?
Trent:Well...
Gwen:Your scared?
Trent:*sighs*
Gwen:It's okay to be scared....*gives Alex to Trent*
Trent:*holding Alex*
Gwen:See? Your doing great.*kisses Trent*
Trent:Yeah I guess I am doing great-
Lilly:*opens Trent's door*
Trent:Awe man.
Lilly:Your in big trouble Trent.
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Gwen:*holding a car сиденье, место, сиденья with Alex in it* *climbs on the roof of Trent's house* *taps on Trent's window*
Trent:*opens the window* *whispering* Эй, babe.*kisses her cheek*
Gwen:*whispering* Hey.
Trent:Is he asleep?
Gwen:yep...he's been cranky though.
Trent:*quietly laughs*
Gwen:Trent,....you've never held Alex..have you?
Trent:Um...well actually-
Gwen:It's okay,you can hold him.
Trent:*nervous* Gwen,I've never held a baby before.
Gwen:Don't Ты have a baby brother?
Trent:I never hold him....
Gwen:Why?
Trent:Well...
Gwen:Your scared?
Trent:*sighs*
Gwen:It's okay to be scared....*gives Alex to Trent*
Trent:*holding Alex*
Gwen:See? Your doing great.*kisses Trent*
Trent:Yeah I guess I am doing great-
Lilly:*opens Trent's door*
Trent:Awe man.
Lilly:Your in big trouble Trent.
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gwen:wears trent
commeille:follow me*gose in the car
(at the hospital
another docter: Эй, Ты tw here for trent mathrews
gwen:yes
docter:hes in here
gwen:trent!*hugss him*
trent:have Ты been crying?
gwen:*nods*
trent:why
gwen:i thought Ты were dead and another docter told me Ты were and your sister explaned what happened
trent:why did he think i was dead
gwen:my mom paied him to do that
trent:well i'm ok*kisses trent*
gwen:i'm glad
docter:sorry to interupet but we nut stiches on trent don't sleep on Ты left side или they will get messed up
trent: ok
*they go home*
baylor:da da!
trent:hey buddy
baylor:wye wure Ты wone fow a long time
trent: it is a long story
baylor:*yawns*
trent: Ты tried*puts him in his crib
gwen: do Ты feel ok
trent:yeah lets just go to bed
*they make out
commeille:follow me*gose in the car
(at the hospital
another docter: Эй, Ты tw here for trent mathrews
gwen:yes
docter:hes in here
gwen:trent!*hugss him*
trent:have Ты been crying?
gwen:*nods*
trent:why
gwen:i thought Ты were dead and another docter told me Ты were and your sister explaned what happened
trent:why did he think i was dead
gwen:my mom paied him to do that
trent:well i'm ok*kisses trent*
gwen:i'm glad
docter:sorry to interupet but we nut stiches on trent don't sleep on Ты left side или they will get messed up
trent: ok
*they go home*
baylor:da da!
trent:hey buddy
baylor:wye wure Ты wone fow a long time
trent: it is a long story
baylor:*yawns*
trent: Ты tried*puts him in his crib
gwen: do Ты feel ok
trent:yeah lets just go to bed
*they make out