-Oh please, don't pretend like you care.-

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Amy:

And who the fuck claimed that I'm a morning person?

Amy thought, barely brushing her teeth in first thing of the morning. Today was the day, thursday. Even if Amy hadn't waited it that desperately, she felt relieved. At night, all she could think of was her idea in the shower.. it would make everything much more easier. For everyone, and especially she would be able to get rid of her pain. Which was going to be lifetime one, and Amy didn't want to suffer through it. She also knew, if she was going to do this, she would leave behind her Mother and siblings, same as friends and relatives, but..

No one had saw her current condition.

So in fact, no one cared. How easy is that. So, more and more she thought of it made her feel even sure of her decision.

And it was; yes.

Amy spit her toothpaste, the real reason she even bothered to brush her teeth was that shit tasted in her mouth and that she was going in to a town. The clock was at 8 o'clock, and it was a shock that no one was awake.

More karma.. you sure want me dead Satan!

"Here we go.." Amy whispered quietly, slipping two quite sharp and big kitchen knife into her backpack, until she headed for her window. Amy still left a note for her family beside her Father's picture, wanting for them to know she wasn't perfect to this life. And wanted to reunite with her best mate and Dad.

She was extremely calm, after eating 3 pills of depression medicon. She didn't want to have second thoughts now, would she?

Amy opened her window quietly, until she swing herself out to remain now on stairs. She locked her window from outside to be seen as she left from front-door, until she climbed her way down. On ground, the grass was slippy Amy could tell that much as she almost fell on her back. But managed to steady herself.

Then, Amy made run for it. To the closest bus-station she knew, and that was her bus. It might look that she was going to work, but nah, ah. She was heading to Jasper Nevada's maybe the most darkest area: desert. Out there no one won't maybe even notice if hyenas or hawks will eat your body. A perfect one, and it sure was enough close of her Father's dying place..

Rest in peace, Papa.

Amy saw her bus then, pushing her hands into her pockets. The bus waited her, and she paid for the ride until went to sit in back of the bus, pulling a hoodie over her head. That way no one would even notice, and quite many friends of hers traveled with hers bus. They lived near, but never came to visit.

Some friends I must say..

Amy closed her eyes, feeling sudden tiredness brush over her. The trip was going to be long anyway, so why not? The bus was probably the only one around them and took also other passengers like kids, grannies, couples, women and men.. everyone!

.. Hopefully I wake up at time.

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"Young lady!"

Amy felt her body being shaked smally, she scaring herself to awake. Her eyes soon did gaze to the bus driver, who looked down at her with grumpy face. Amy looked outside, seeing they were at.. the bus station.

All she did was groan.

"You shouldn't sleep in here, now you have to walk." The man rudely informed, walking to his wheel with his beer baby (get it? Stomach?) and taking the keys. Amy dearly glared at him. "Hurry up! It's already 4 and my shift ended already!"

4 P.M!? DID I SLAGGER SLEEP 8 HOURS. IN. A. BUS!?

Amy made her way quickly then out of the vehicle, glaring after the man. As her feet touched the ground, all she saw was that she was surrounded by huge buses, her head trying to figure out where to get out. But when from the darkening area formed lamps around the streets, Amy saw a point where there no longer lamps were.

A road.. desert.

Amy made jog through all the busses, but soon saw a fence coming right up. Standing in front of it, she desided to climb which she did, determined to get to other side. Up above, she swing her legs over it and landed safely down, now seeing the huge space of sand, dryness, rocks and darkness in front of her. Best choice for her, but as it send shivers go down her spine, Amy reached to her backpack. She took out her depression pills, taking 2 for her current dose. By swallowing them down from her throat, Amy continued her way by the long road, walking by herself in the dark, alone, in danger. Possible. Or nothing happens.

It's desert. Now you're halluzinating.

Amy's speed increased as she could already see the familiar rock formations. There sure was a long way to go and night was already setting by the darkness around her. But Amy loved the darkness, feeling like part of it anytime it came or surrounded her. It cooled her down almost like water. So, she wasn't afraid of it but almost like embraced it.

I'm coming Dad..

Just you wait.

~ Time skip ~

One more.. kilometer..

Amy panted, exhaustion surrounding her. Oh how she now hated her bus-driver! Putting her to walk in the darkness by herself and in middle of nowhere, is absolutely againts law! The trip was already like 15 kilometers and had been already two hours since Amy begun walking. And she sure felt exhausted and in drugs because of her pills.

But Amy wasn't going to give up.

Seeing how close she actually was, and the thought of reuniting with her Dad and best friend made her become even more determined to get to there. For first time in one year she finally was sure of something.. that this was the right thing to do.

A car passed Amy, showing some light for her way to there. Few vehicles had done that, and probably had wondered what was Amy doing out there all alone, in this time, in those clothes and in that condition? But no one had stopped, which had been more like a relief. What she now didn't need was her mind to change. She had came this far, and there was no backing away now.

I'm doing this.. for you Praxe and Dad.

Secretly Amy had said 'goodbyes' in her mind to her Mother and two young sisters.. also that she was sorry. Now she was happy that she left that note behind, Amy would've just have wished that her Dad would had done the same. But he never knew it coming, did he? None of them did. So, she couldn't deside that and hoped he was going to be happy when she's coming to keep him company.

A car passed her once more, but oddly slowed little down. By passing her Amy almost sighed in relief, but her feet stopped moving as it stopped five meters away. What was the matter? It soon backed away and over to Amy, who saw the driver's window open up. What firstly greeted her was smoke, a tobacco' smoke.

"What does a young lady like you remain here in desert?" The man who questioned that was probably in his early 30', had somekind of bear and so tired looking eyes, he only smoked his sicarette. Amy formed up one small smile, for the truth it was fake.

Now, carefully.

"I'm heading towards my job, but my Mom should be picking me up soon." Amy reassured, knowing the man probably was going to as if she needed a ride. And almost every man turned up to be a rapist.

"Your job? In middle of nowhere?" The man asked, once more breathing in his smoke. Amy never had liked a man who smokes, it made her feel disgusted. It would be deadly, but suffering, destroying your lungs wouldn't also be good, the death would be slow.

"As a car checker, I pick up broken cars and along this road should be one. My Mom's bringing also some tools for me to fix it." Amy once more said, starting to continue her way. The car slowly drove beside her, she starting to feel herself uncomfortable.

"Are you sure?" A new voice popped up now from the back seat, the man looked dangerously odd. He had much more muscles than the other, same as he was bigger. That scared Amy. "I haven't seen any since we've been driving 3 times passing you."

A grin was on his face, same as the driver sighed almost like in defense. Amy slowly backed away.

3.. times?

"Grab her." The driver said.

Amy's wrist was roughly grabbed and she was being pulled forward and on to the car's door, she still putting on a fight. This was not what she planned, to be killed! Amy wasn't going in to the car, but tried to push herself away from the window -which was open and away from the man. But he was bigger and had an advantage. He almost had Amy's body in the car, but her legs now kicked the car to remain outside.

Light..

Amy saw another vehicle approaching, wanting to scream but was unable. Her lungs didn't obey, as she struggled to keep herself away from the man. But now, the driver also had a hold of her backpack, both trying to quickly pull her inside before the other driver would see.

Amy saw, it was a truck.

"Come here, already-!" The muscle man yelled, able to pull Amy fully inside. Her entire frame now layed beside the man who's arms and legs quickly wrapped around her, a hand also slapped on her mouth for her to be unable to scream or yell anything. Now, Amy was terrified.

But she heard the vehicle stop almost by next to the two kidnappers, hoping he or she noticed her. Dying was one thing, but making it happen another! Not like this!

"Can I help you with anything?" This car's driver questioned almost innocently from the other, Amy now putting on a fight with the other on the backseat.

Please..

"I saw something unusual.. is everything okay?"

So deep..

A man!

Amy now struggled even more, trying to at least run out of that door and away from all of them. The truck driver would also be a relief to be said, but what kind of? Would he only call the police and be killed also? This was not good.. this was bad.

"Everything should be fine, man. My buddy was just little drunken." The driver reassured, Amy heard how the man behind her chuckled lowly.

People.. are so bad. Cruel. Deadly. Unforgivable.

".. Understood."

Amy bite the man's hand, having to seconds time to think. Think of a way as she was being in that kind of situation. To truck driver? Or by herself out?

"Help-!"

To truck driver.

"Shut up." The man's hand once more landed on her mouth, he now pressing more forcefully than before. Amy felt how he looked outside with little frightened, seeing how his face changed immediately. "Keep quiet, before I kill you by the spot."

He heard.

"A-also my friend here has a cousing with, they use to play all kinds of games-"

"Can I see your backseat, please?" Amy shivered of the deep and demanding voice, hearing how pissed the man could actually get. She never believed he heard it, and was surprised that he even cared.

".. Of course."

Now, Amy knew the truck driver was in trouble. All the action movies she had watched showed also that the kidnappers rather killed the witnesses or knocked them out. Badly. And this was not going to be an exception. She struggled even more than before, until the man behind her sat down on the seat, holding Amy with in his arms. She saw a grin form to his face.

Amy saw now as two of them approached, watching a little in awe of how good looking and in pretty good shape the truck driver was. He was also bigger than the other.. and looked so stern of his face. He maybe had a chance.. but did he knew how to fight?

The car's driver grabbed the door's handle, Amy saw how they exhanged looks through the darkered window. The man behind Amy nodded once, never loosing his grib on to her.

The door swinged wide open.

Amy's eyes as soon as possible locked up with the truck driver's, his eyes widening second by second. But Amy and him was caught by surprise as the driver jumped into the backseat and grabbed Amy from the bigger man, who instead stood up out of the vehicle and knuckled his wrists.

"Please run-!" Amy pleaded, once more having a hand slapped on her mouth. Maybe it wasn't so bad to be killed by them, but she didn't want another person to be involved in it, especially if the man wanted to save her. So, all she wanted was for him to run. Back to his truck, and drive away as soon as possible.

Her eyes fell in to internal shock as the truck driver only remained on his spot, watching between the strong man in front of him, same as back at Amy. He saw she was crying.

"A cousin, you said?" By now, the truck driver had figured it all out, starting to make a round with the bigger man. "You do know how you disgust me, kidnapping children from the road."

Is he.. challenging him!?

"What you're gonna do about it? I bet you can't even lift a girl like her by your own." The muscle man required, having his arms raised of protection.

Amy saw the man's eyes deepen of the situation.

"End it."

Continue..

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To next chap.》

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