Get Out Alive

I screamed, throwing my fists down onto the table as she left, shutting the door behind her. What was she doing to me? She was messing up my brain. I couldn't concerntrate properly on my escape plans with her around. She was just a girl. Why did I care so much? I could've cried. I knew the answer to that, but I wasn't going to speak my thoughts. I wouldn't give them the satisfaction. I sighed. Was this their plan? Torture me with this innocent young girl, prevent me from leaving? Well, it wasn't going to work. If I had to, I'd take her with me. I would get out of her, and get out of here alive.

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