Might Just Take Your Life

By Martha Whittington

Story fragment:

"What are you going to do, Mikey?" Bob asked, confused.

"It's a beautiful plan I just thought of, Bobby. We get rid of him and the car at the same time; we will burn both, and when they find his body they'll think it's me.... Don't you see? It's my ticket to a new life... A life without my stupid family looking for me. I will erase my past. My parents are always watching my every move... trying to control me and manipulate my life.... But no more "

I took the wallet and put it inside my back jeans pocket.

I realized I had to do something if I wanted to live; but I couldn't think of anything, at that moment. The odds were clearly against me.

Even if I tried to jump out of the car, Mike would certainly shoot me, before I could open the door.

We passed a sign that read, "Now Leaving Yale. Come visit again."

"But how are we gonna get another car, Mike?" Bobby asked, concerned.

"Oh, my God, Bobby You are such a whiner Do I have to explain every single move we make? What did I do to deserve this? You are so annoying sometimes, you drive me insane, and I think you do it on purpose "

Mike turned to look at Bobby and I noticed he brandished the gun in Bobby's direction, while yelling at his friend.

That gave me an idea: if I could take over Mike and the gun, I would be able to make Bob stop the car so I could get out.

After that, I would hitchhike to safety and as far away from that pair as possible.

I would turn myself in later to the police.

Robbing the bank had been the biggest mistake of my life; I had truly believed Mike when he said no one would get hurt. All I had to do was cover his back, while he did all the work.

He said he would shoot no one... and I needed the money.

Quick, easy money for the three of us...

The first thing Mike did when we entered the bank was shoot a young man in the back; Mike then shot a clerk, while I retrieved the security guard's gun.

I had no idea how the clerk and the customer were doing, but I knew for a fact that Mike had killed the security guard in cold blood, and in front of at least ten people.

Where did he learn to shoot like that?

"There, Bobby... Take that next dirt road... Here's where our little friend will have an accident."

I felt goose bumps all over my body.

I closed my eyes.

I don't want to die.

• Format: Paperback
• Language: English
• ISBN: B08M8GVZVZ
• ISBN13: 9798556046634
• Release Date: October 2020
• Publisher: Independently Published
• Length: 174 Pages
• Weight: 0.53 lbs.
• Dimensions: 0.4" x 6.0" x 9.0"