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A sob burst from my chest. I hated him. I hated that I once
trusted him. I clenched my eyes shut, praying someone–anyone
-would find me.
And then–Tap tap tap.A faint knock on the foggy window.
“Hey!” a male voice called from outside.
Ethan stilled. “What the hell…” he muttered, pulling back just
slightly.
The voice outside called again, louder this time, “Can’t you get a
room or something? This is a public place.”
“Get lost!” Ethan snapped, slamming a palm on the glass. “Mind
your own damn business!”
I was panting, my shirt stretched, my lips swollen, hair clinging to my face. I looked toward the window, pleading silently.
The man frowned through the glass. “Who are you guys by the
way? Not from around?”
“Get out of here before I smack the shit outta you.” Ethan
barked.
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The man hesitated, clearly unsure. He looked between Ethan
and me, but finally turned and walked away. The woods
swallowed his retreat.
Silence. I pushed Ethan away with what strength I had left and
scrambled to the other side of the car, hugging myself. “Don’t
touch me,” I rasped. “Don’t even look at me.”
Ethan sat back in the driver’s seat, seething. “We’ll go
somewhere else.”
“No, we won’t!” I shouted. “You’re disgusting! You still think you
have some twisted claim on me?”
He turned to me, his eyes bloodshot, jaw clenched. “You’re mine,
Olivia. You always will be.”
“You cheated on me! You broke everything between us! And now–what? You think forcing me into a pregnancy will fix
that?!”
He didn’t speak. Just glared.
Tears burned behind my eyes. “I’ve had enough. I don’t want your apologies. I don’t want your explanations. I don’t
wantyou.”
I reached for the door handle, but it was locked. I pounded on the window. “Someone help me! Please–!”
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Ethan grabbed my wrist again. “Stop it.”
“Let me go! I’d rather die than be trapped in this with you!”
He reached for the door but then turned back. “Don’t try
anything stupid while I’m gone. I’m locking the car!”
My heart jumped, but I only nodded and watched him hobble away, favoring his right leg. The moment he disappeared into the trees and the sound of his footsteps faded, I pulled myself
into the backseat. The door gave way under my trembling
fingers. Thank God.
I crawled out the back, my injured leg scraping against the edge
of the door. I winced but bit back a cry.
Then I ran or limped, really–pushing through the bushes in the opposite direction from where Ethan had gone. My breaths came in quick, shallow puffs as the pain shot up my thigh, but I
didn’t stop.
There was a hill just beyond the tree line. It wasn’t tall, but it was steep and full of wild shrubs. I dug my fingers into the
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ground and pulled myself up, branch by branch, twig by twig, until I found a patch of thick vegetation near the top. It was dry,
but dense enough to hide me.
I pulled out my second phone and texted Ava:“Location sent. He’s gone for food. I’m hiding near the hill, west of the road.
Come fast.”
She replied almost immediately:“Don’t worry, just stay low. It would take around 35 mins minimum to reach you. And, don’t
go farther.”
I curled up tighter, clutching the phone. My hands wouldn’t stop shaking. My skin still felt invaded, my breath wouldn’t steady. I rubbed at my arms even though the night air wasn’t cold. My thoughts wouldn’t quiet. I wanted to scream and rip off every trace of him that had touched me.
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