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“Kid, stop fucking around and do what you’re supposed to,” a male’s voice floats from the speaker.
Kid swallows hard. “I’m sorry,” he whispers then steps toward me.
My heart rate quickens, and I’m not sure why. Then he touches my arm, and I hear the flap of wings—
My eyelids snap open as I’m tugged from the memory. At first, I can’t figure out what jolted me from it, my mind clogged with disorientation. Then I feel a gust of cold air hit my cheeks, and I’m suddenly wide awake. Although, I kind of wish I wasn’t.
“Please, please let me be dreaming,” I mumble as I gape down at the thin, metal beam I’m standing on that extends across a river. “What the hell?” I glance around and stiffen.
I’m on a bridge.
And someone is standing behind me, holding my hands behind my back.
Shit. Shit. Shit.
“Let me go.” I jerk my hands, but the person only tightens their grip.
“You’re feisty, aren’t you? I’m not surprised,” a guy whispers in my ear.
It’s the same guy who shoved the pill down my throat, and I think he’s about to shove me off the bridge. And maybe that wouldn’t be so awful, since the water looks deep enough for me to handle the fall without hitting the bottom. The only problem is … “I can’t swim,” I sputter, my legs beginning to tremble. And I hate it. Hate that I look weak. Hate that I have a weakness at all.
“Hurry up!” someone shouts. “It’s freezing out here!”
“I think I saw a car coming!” a girl shouts. “Hurry up before we get caught!”
Great, not only is this guy trying to kill me, but I have an audience.
The guy holding me hesitates. “She says she can’t swim!” he shouts at them.
“She’s lying!” the girl yells back. “Who doesn’t know how to swim by the time they’re seventeen years old?”
“She’s the one who’s lying,” I whisper, a shiver rolling through me as the cold air seeps into my skin. “Please don’t do this. If I go into that water … I won’t be able to get out. Please don’t do this—”
He clutches onto my neck so tightly I can’t breathe. “Shut the hell up. You don’t get a say in this. You’re just a pawn.”
I freak the hell out and start to wiggle around in an attempt to escape, but he only tightens his grip. Well, for a split-second. And then he lets go … and shoves me forward.
I fall. And fall. And fall.
I hear shouting, something about hurry and getting the hell out of here, that someone is running up the road. But then the words get stifled as I crash into the river, my body instantly locking up as I sink.
Holy shit, the coldness takes my breath away. It also feels like a thousand needles are piercing my flesh. That pain is the easiest to handle, though. It’s kind of like the pain that comes when those words are carved into my flesh.
Freak.
Loser.
Murderer.
Freak.
Loser.
Murderer.
Freak.
Loser.
