'The girl who ran'

'You know I cannot leave you alone.'

out the deep breath I didn't realise I was holding once Lee Know thankfully realised his tight grip on my shaking body. I tore my gaze away from him as he intimidatingly glared into my glistening [eye coloured] eyes.

I gasped as he abruptly gripped my wrist, swinging the heavy door open and dragging me out. The distorting screams entering my hearing once again, causing me to wince at their loud suffering, the guilt and remorse for the prisoners filling my senses.

A million thoughts of confusion rushed throughout my clouded mind as he dragged me down the long, narrow corridor. I frantically looked around my surroundings, desperate to find out where we were going. I don't recognise any of these corridors, I wonder if I could... no... they'd kill me... but maybe I could just...

My eyes lit up as a very risky but tempting idea came into my head. It was to run. I knew how dangerous it was, but in that moment, all I could think about was the sweet feeling of freedom. Oh fuck it...

Not wasting another second, I harshly pulled my wrist out of his grip, and sprinted down the winding corridor. Sweat pouring down my trembling body as I heard him deafeningly scream at me from behind.

"YOU FUCKING BITCH"

"ONCE I GET MY HANDS ON YOU, I'M GONNA CUT YOUR FUCKING LEGS OFF I SWEAR TO GOD."

"YOU'RE SUCH AN UNGRATEFUL WHORE."

"EVEN AFTER ALL I'VE DONE FOR YOU, YOU TREAT ME LIKE THIS?!"

"I'M GONNA KILL YOU."

Tears streamed down my already tear stained face as I forced my legs to run faster and faster. No turning back now. I began to slightly smile as I heard his shouting get more quiet, and his footsteps getting weaker and weaker.

My insane looking smile widened as I completely stopped hearing Minho run or shout. My running began to slow down, turning into a light jog as I began to look into rooms with open doors. Seeing if there was anywhere to get out.

My eyes became as wide as saucers when I saw a balcony on one of the rooms I just assumed it was a bedroom. Without second thought, I rushed into the room, not bothering to look around it at all.

My teary eyes stung from the blinding light from the outside world as I greedily breathed in a deep breath of the fresh air. Placing my hands onto the stone railing of the balcony, I looked down. Thankfully, I was only of the second floor, meaning that I wouldn't be seriously injured.

I took a deep breath to try and reassure myself, before swinging my left leg over the railing, then my right leg. Gripping tightly on the smooth, cracked stone, I slowly lowered myself to a sitting position so that my legs were dangling off of the very edge on the outside of the balcony.

There was a small bush below me, meaning that when I jumped, the bush would hopefully help cushion my fall. I slowly put my hands of the edge of the balcony, and prepared myself to push off the edge. It's okay, you're going to be okay, I reassured myself.

Tightly Squeezing my eyes shut, I pushed my hand off the edge of the balcony, onto the jumble of leaves bellow. Letting out a small yelp as I made impact on the bush, thankfully the cluster of leaves and twigs broke the fall. I laid there for a few second, trying to detangle my arms and legs from the twisted sticks.

I quickly looked around to make sure I was the only one around, and strangely enough, I was the only person there. No guards, no sign of stray kids, nothing. That's odd...

Not giving my suspicions a second thought, I pushed myself off the bush, and began running for my life. I ran into the thick, sheltered forest ahead of me. Stumbling a few times, I delved deeper into the darkened Forrest as the mansion became smaller and smaller, until I couldn't see it at all.

Slowing down to a stop, I placed my hands on my knees as I bent over in exhaustion. I gulped nervously as the dreaded feeling of being watched, I tried my hardest to reassure myself that everything was okay, thinking of every possible logical explanation of why I was feeling this way.

My disheveled body began furiously shaking as I felt a presence behind me...

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haired man lazily looked up from his paperwork as the office door was harshly slammed open, revealing a furious, out of breath Minho. Chan rolled his eyes before putting down his sleek pen, using his opposite hand to drag the cigarette away from his lips.

"What do you want now Lee Know?" He questioned with a tiresome sigh, clearly fed up with Minho's behaviour.

Lee know took a few seconds to catch his breath, slightly loosening his black tie in the process, rolling up the sleeves of his shirt to try and generate some coolness through his body.

"It's... it's about... [Name]..." he panted as he closed the door behind him. This caught BangChan's attention as he leaning forward on his desk using his elbow.

"What about her?" He curiously asked as he brought his cigarette back up to his pink lips. "She's... she's escaped... sir..." Minho replied, a hint of anxiety present in his voice.

Bangchan did nothing for several seconds, causing the room to fall into silence. Before he replied in an eerily calm tone. "She did what?"

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Word count - 1030

Hey... 🧎🏼‍♀️so I know it's been ages since I've updated, but I've been busy as I do actually have a life which SOME people don't seem to understand 😀 you know who you are 🤧.

But I wanted to say thank you to three very amazing people, I wanted to say thank you to TheJokingDaki

and And of course thank you to everyone else who has supported the shit ass story 🌝. Stay safe :)

-polly