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That’s when I hearon the couch, next toheavily, I pick the phone up and press it against my ear

“Where are you?” he asksone He treats me as if I’m his slave

“Ho myself to tell him the truth

“Any news? I want this over with as fast as possible, Brittney,” he continues, a veiled threat in the way his words get to me

“I’ on it But it’s not as easy as you think… He doesn’t leave that thing where someone can just pick it up, you know?” I continue to lie, suddenly feeling nauseous I feel like I’ to hit the ground

“Don’t fuck with usting face contorting with rage “You knohat I can do” I feel like I’ to be sick More than anyone, I knohat Simon can do… I close one flashing behind my eyelids “If he finds out where you are, you are fucked, bitch You better remember that”

“Simon, I…”

“Don’t you fucking try to stall I know you’re on the run, hiding like a scared little girl… And if you don’t get me the prototype, I’ll tell hih you are when your sweet ex-boyfriend is choking the life out of you” Oh, God How did it get to this? The worst part is that I’m not scared for myself No, ifhis secret, more people will suffer

When I was younger, I used to hang out with the wrong crowd One thing led to another, and the next thing I kneas head over heels with one of these assholes women say they hate, but then end up with Except this asshole wasn’t just bad… He was evil I knew that the first time I had to put ona visit to the ER ht I’d never be able to see again

I thought of running away s are never that easy, hun You see, my lovely ex had ot down to the botto If I tried to fight back, I’d be putting other woer

That’s why one day so just snapped inside ofto start over and forget all about my past… A new start, just like in theup to you Call it bad luck; call it kar is, now that Si it as a threat toAnd I don’t knohat to do I really don’t

Tears start to well in my eyes, and I have to take a deep breath to stop et it done,” I whisper, one lone tear strea do it”

With that, I end the call and throw the phone into lasses inside the briefcase, shut it, and leave the apartment

I have no choice, it’s the only thought echoing inside my head I have no choice

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