He took me to a ware house.
Out in the desert. Probably is going to kill me.
Good thing I'm not easy to kill.
He opened the back seat door and I took my chance.
I kicked him in the no no spot,
After that I ran out of the car as I look back he's on the ground.
My lucky day to wear heels.
I ran for what it felt like years.
Then I feel a sharp pain in the left side of my stomach.
I fell to the ground gripping my stomach.
He fucking shot me.
That bastard.
I got up and ran as fast as I could while being injured.
When I looked back he was running after me.
I'm slower now.
I'm not gonna make it as this rate.
And I'll be damned if I tell him anything.
Then I see a river.
I run towards it.
And I jump.