Running by Me =/ (recommended ebook reader .TXT) 📕

Introduction

Hi! I'm Skylar Smith. I'm 22 years old and I'm from Australia but now live in New York. I wish I hadn't moved here though... The first night I came here I was kidnapped by the second largest gang in the US. They are the cobras. The largest gang is the wolves. They have different bases all over the world but mostly in the US. Don't get me wrong, so do the Cobras but the wolves are so much better. Anyways, I've been stuck here since I was 16. My parents died when I was three so I was living with my aunt but after she was killed I moved here. I haven't ever been sexually abused but I'm basically the human punching bag. I'm hit, punched, kicked, anything by anyone. There is one girl here who is used for sexual purposes but she likes it. All. It's disgusting to me, but you do you I guess. I'm glad I'm not. 

Well on to the story! Enjoy! 

 

 

A/n ignore all the spelling mistakes please!

Chapter one

"Hello," he says with a grin. He is the leader of the cobras. Lawrence Strung. Weird name if you ask me.

"Are you ready for today?" He asks. 

"Whatever." I respond under my breathe like always... But this time it was a little to loud apparently...

"WHAT WAS THAT?!" He screams at me as he slaps me across the face.

"N- nothing sir..." I whisper, while looking down at the old cracked floor while gripping the side of the bed.

"That's what I thought! And if you ever disrespect me again, I wont hesitate to do something worse!" I look up at him with fear in my eyes. No... He wouldn't.... 

"Yes sir... I won't do it again..." I say looking down again

"What did I say about sir?! Call me master!!" He continues to beat me, mostly in the stomach when he gets a look and says, "I'll be back in a second... Don't move!"

As he leaves the room my stomach churns. Oh God! Please help me Lord! The last time he said that he came back with almost 20 things and none of them were good. I have so many scars, so many places. For calling things the Australian name instead of American. So I spent days changing my entire dialogue. 

He comes back in the room with the same bag as last time and said three words that made me so scared I almost fainted...

"This'll be fun!"

Chapter two

 He sets the bag on the chair and pulls out the first thing. Oh no... He unrolls the whip and tells me to take my shirt off. I look up at him as if begging him to change his mind. He raises the whip over his head and snaps it down right next to me. 

"NOW!!" He shouts. I take it off slowly while turning around so he can only see my back. He cracks the whip down on my back as I grip the bed to stop from screaming. He did it a few more times before getting other things from the big and hitting me more. When he was finally done about an hour later. 

"That was fun! I'll be back later!" He says with a wink. I knew exactly what he meant... Okay, six years of being beat is a lot but this is pushing it. I have to get out of here. He was about to leave when when the door flew open and hit him in the head. 

"What the hell?! What do you want?!"

"There are trespassers in the woods! We need everybody! Sorry boss but we need your command." 

"What?! What are you waiting for?? Go! Get! Come on!" He slams the door, so hard in fact that most of the frame came off, making the door open. 'Nice!' I think. I go through the bag, to find anything to help, still in pain and my back is full of blood, dripping in some spots... Gushing in others. I find a knife and go out the door. I see someone coming so I go back in and wait for them to leave. After they leave... Its go time.

Chapter three

 I sneak out and when I see a bunch of people running out the door. I start running to make it seem like I'm one of them. I'm at the back so I tap the person next to me and say, "Wait! So-" I then punch her. "Shit!" I whisper yell because of the pain from all the beating I had just gotten. All those years of secretly practicing paid off. I take her jacket and gun and keep running deeper into the woods, but to the side of where they. I'm surprised they have woods in New York honestly. I run until I get lost. I turn around and someone sees me! Crap!

I hear them call to Lawrence and start running as fast as I can, dropping the gun as I went... and I may have accidentaly screamed... Oops. As I was running away I looked back, over my shoulder while I hear him screaming for me to come back. Crap! He's right behind me!! I turn my head back... But not in time... I run into a very hard thing... I'm assuming a tree! Crap he's going to get me! I almost fall backwards when the tree grabs my arm, preventing me from it. Wait... What?? I look up to see a man. I look into his blue eyes that have a hint of gray in them, and almost forget why I was there in the first place... He shoves me behind him while still holding my arm and stands protectively in front of me, a stranger. Why though? My thought are interrupted when I hear him talk.

"You know you shouldn't be chasing a girl you have no chance at beating, Lawrence." He says in a deep voice, but not so deep its weird or unattractive. Its perfect.

"I had a chance! And give me back my girl!! You shouldn't be here!" My captor yells back.

"Well she doesn't seem like she wants to be your girl." He says calmly but with a lot of force.

"What are you doing here anyway?!"

"Oh my dear dear Lawrence... I came for you!" As he finishes his statement, in one swift movement he pulls out a gun and points it at the man standing across from him.

"Uh... We can comprimise, right? I mean I stay away from you, you don't shoot me? It's a win win!" Lawrence says begging the mystery man not to shoot him.

"But you see its not a win win. Bye bye now." I jump as the shot of the gun is fired and his body lays limp on the ground. "You're coming with me, sweetheart."

 

Chapter four

 He is still gripping my arm, but harder now, as he drags me behind him. I'm too scared to talk so I'm silently trying to keep up with him. He's much faster than me, him probably being around 6' 3" to my 5' 8" figure. Don't get me wrong, I'm pretty tall being I'm a female, but its nothing compared to him. We finally make it out of the forest and he stops. 

"Heyyy boss." A woman wearing a slutty outfit says walking up to him and touching his arm in what I'm assuming is supposed to be a seductive way? She fails miserably seen as he moves away from her. She was about to say something when others join.

"Hey. Did you get it done?" He asks strictly.

"Yeah boss. Their entire gang is gone. They were all like "'noooooooo"' and we were like "'yessssssss!"' Pew Pew they were gone." Says a younger looking boy. Probably 17 or 18.

"Good." He replies when a girl, probably around 20 speaks up.

"Uhh... Boss? Somebody was running back and said something about a girl. We found one and she said something about another before we killed her... I'm so sorry boss! We couldnt find her!" She looked so nervous I felt bad.

"Jess, have I ever given you a reason the be this nervous when telling me you couldn't find someone or didnt complete a job?"

"No... Sorry big bro."

"Its fine. And I know why you couldn't find her. Its beca-" he starts to say before he was cut off but the boy who spoke before.

"Is it because the girl was all drugged up and didnt know what she was talking about? Oh wait! No! She was running away with the boss but you found her with him and was like, pew pew, and she was like "'Ahhhh!"' And then was like, "' bleh! I'm dead" and-"

"Joey!" The boss of them says, while struggling to keep a straight face. "Yes, she was running but not away with him. Away from him." He says and brings me out of the dark. I was still to nervous so I