《hostage | all of us are dead》chapter 8
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i gave a disgusted look "no, I don't want to 'help' you, wack job" gwinam rolled his eyes
"come on, this idiot tried to kill me! you won't help your poor classmate?" i shook my head "not at all" i fake smiled at him
the principal tool notice of gwinam being distracted and tried to get away from him, but gwinam was quick in slicing his neck
i backed off, flinching at the man's pained scream
"so useless" he mumbled, looking back at me he smiled "why don't we have some fun? we're all alone now" he smirked
"no thanks...id rather not" i covered up my nose at the sudden stench of blood, gagging a little
"you don't even seem to care what i just did, you must like me, huh?" i rolled my eyes
"you might be hot but there's no way in hell im doing anything with you, maybe if you weren't a total asshole i would" i looked back at the door
"ugh, i have to go back" i shook my head "i really don't wanna run again...hey gwinam" i looked to him "care to give me that knife?"
he scoffed "and why would i do that?" i cracked my neck "maybe so i won't tell anyone how you just murdered the principle?" i held up the phone, unbeknownst to gwinam, i had the phone recording him secretly, knowing what he would do, and if he tried to kill me? well...i didn't think that far ahead
"give me that!" he said, i shook my head "give me the knife then,i still have to make a call then ill give you the phone" he hesitated, then began walking towards me slowly with the knife in his hand
he reached me and gave it to me "now give me the phone" he said "fine, but i have to ask if my friend's dad is gonna come here, you can watch me make the call too" he sighed but let me do it
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i pretended to type in a number, i looked up with fake shock on my face "dude! the principal!" he looked back quickly and i tossed the phone, he looked at me as i slammed the door open and ran out
i could him yell out my name and begin running after me
"shit" i mumbled, running pass the zombies in the halls, i could his footsteps catching up, why is he so fucking fast?!
i found the library and ran in, which was stupid of me but the only other thing i could run to was a crowd of zombies and stairs, and if i went up the stairs I'd slow myself down
i climbed on top of the bookshelves, seeing the random people hiding up there and making a quick run for it before they could try anything, i made it to the last shelf panting, but unfortunately gwinam caught up to me
"gosh!" i shouted "can't you go away?! nothing good is gonna happen if you follow me! i threw that stupid phone, what could you possibly want from me"
he smirked as he suddenly stood right infront of me, i backed away
"you" he whispered to me, he took ahold of my wrist even as i tried to make him let go
"i don't like you, asshole!" i yelled at him, his grip was strong on my wrist and he looked mad
"don't tell me you like someone else then?" i gave him a strange look "i do, actually, let me the fuck go!" his grip got harsher as i whimpered due to the pain "who?! ill fucking kill them" the zombies crowded around the bookshelf we were, grabbing at it, it started to shake violently
"tell me!" he shouted, i bit my lip enough to cause bleeding, i lifted my knee and hit him right in his dick, he let go of my hand and doubled over, i used the chance to knock him off, into the zombies
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he started mumbling things i couldn't hear, i winced at the pain in my wrist and looked at it, there was a huge red mark, i looked back at gwinam, he was being bit all over as he stared at me, i felt bad but not bad enough to help, besides, he's a hambie, i hopped over the rest of the bookshelf with a little struggle, and got safely
i ran into the small room thing (no idea whats it's called) just before a zombie could grab ahold of me
i panted, i was so sweaty from all the running, i held tightly onto the pipes, resting my head against the wall
im so fucking tired ..
🥀
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