I stayed there for a few seconds, thinking about my decision, it was a rational one. I was not staying here like a prisoner. like I said one way or another I was leaving.
I jogged towards the main gate, If I was going to die, well then at least I could go out in style, right? Me having a standoff with the bad guys when they gunned me down was better then slowly going mad inside a room with oatmeal and just waiting for Chris to come back and r**e me again.
No, we were doing this! I ran faster, not wanting to miss the chance to get to the middle of the main gate and just walked out when every head that was out there searching for me was going to be able to see me.
“Hey dickheads! Here I f*****g am!”
It was like the world stopped. It was almost funny. I was standing in the middle of the
