Never call me Hun…it’s a deadly word (part 2)

“Emmi Granger your under arrest for manslughter.”
That one sentence is still ringing in my ears. It’s annoying me very badly. It’s only been a day since Pandora and I ran off from my arrest. Or it was supposed to be an arrest. Lucky for us we found an abandon car and we’re using that to get away from the state.

“Emmi, what happens if they find us?” Pandora asks softly.
“Dunno. All I know is that I’ll be in jail, being ready for my sentecing. You might be free as a bird.” I reply coolly and soothingly at the same time.
Pandora leans over and hugs me. Which is odd because we haven’t hugged in 6 years. But when I look down at her, I see the black eyeshadow streaming down her face.
“Oh Emily…I don’t want to leave you. Or for you to leave me. You remember how I was before we met.”
I begin to cry too. Theres something no one knows about ‘Dora. When we first met, she was planing on commiting suicide. I stopped her.
“Pandora… you know I’d hate it if you did anything to yourself. If you do, write to me what your gunna do and I’ll bust outta jail.”
We both laugh and continue driving. I know sooner or later we’ll have to stop. Dawn is coming on fast. Maybe a few more miles then we’ll stop.
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“Where the hell is she?!”
“I’m telling you I don’t know!”
“this is getting us no where, you can go.”
the little boy runs out of the room. Crying and scared. He runs to his mother, my mother. She as well, is tearing up.
“Mommy, when is Emmi’s cumming home?” He asked.
” I don’t know hunny, I don’t know…” She replied,”but I hope it’s soon”
“Me too” He agreed, “miss sleeping in her bed with her when I get scared. I miss that”
The two policemen come out. They seem to be in a bad mood. But, one has somthing in his hand. The letter. The one I was to give my mother…that never got to her.
“we found this in her school binder. And thouht you might want it.”
The cop hand it to her and she opens it. This is what it said:
Dear parent,
This lettere is concerning Emily Granger. I have noticed scares on her for arm. I do not know if you have seen them but I believe it is the best intrest of the child that you get her help.
The school nurse
“And this is who they think she killed?”
“Not think…We know thats who she killed.”
My mother’s eyes widdened.
————————————————————————“Okay, you know what…this is stupid!” Pandora yells with her skirt only half way on.
I laugh,” what so stupid about it? That you can’t get your skirt on with out falling over?”
She gets the skirt on and suddenly falls over. I laugh harder. Pandora isn’t the most sturdy person in the world.
” No, that isn’t it…it’s stupid that we have a hell of a lot of money and we have to hide away like this.”
” Yhea that is true…”I agree.” Hey I know! Theres a mall 30 miles from here…lets go and just get preppy stuff.”
Pandora shudders.” for what?”
“It’s harder for them to find us.”
She agrees and we get to the mall. We finally find some preppy store and get all new stuff. They didn’t have our favorite color but they did have pink and red. We reach the end of the store when I hear the cashier put the phone down. I look at Pandora and signal her to run.
We ran just in time before security came out after us. But, like before, we lost them. Or so we thought. As we neared the end of the mall, we thought we were free , only, the security peoples cut us off. Pandora jumped over them and she gave me the look ro do the same thing. And when I did they grabed my ankel half way. I feel head first and with a fat hand on my scared ankel.
“Get the fuck off of me!” I yelled,”Pandora help me please.”
All I see are those sliver braclets coming out and my best friend backing away. Finally running ouy of sight. Probally back to the car. I decided it’s life r death so I decided to bit the one with the fat han around my ankel.
“She bite me! The little bitch bit me!”
I get up and run out of the mall.
“Sucks for you!” I screamed back.
I was dashiong for the car when I saw it out ready to leave. Then it stopped. I jumped in it.
“I’m sorry…”She said to me.
“It’s okay…”I replied soothingly”but now I’m a murder and a convicted biter.
She smiled and told me, “We better get outta here and to a different state or somthing.”
I agreed. Here we are now…driving along the veranda…fleeing for life.

By Notyourbeautyqueen

I used to write on Darkness about two years ago, and now, after many years of being in the shadows...I decided to come out again

7 comments

  1. I like it even though the grammar isn’t the best, I think it works well for the story.

    -Elizabeth

  2. lol! Know the feeling, my teachers hate my written essays because my work isn’t nearly as wonderful as it is typed. A.K.A. Spell checker.

    -Elizabeth

  3. *snickers* that must drive them up a wall. “Spell checker? What’s that? I’m sorry, I’m sort of computer illiterate.”

    -Elizabeth

  4. Its very good, but now I want to know what happens to them… how does the story end???

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