Euphoria

Silas cut my ties and
pulled me out of the
trunk. “Are you sure
you can do this?”
He grips his knife.
I nod slowly, tears
still falling from my
eyes. He picks his hand
up and steps towards me
and I flinch.

“Don't be afraid. I would
never hurt you Jasmin.”
He wipes the tears from
my cheeks and grabs my
face, pulling me into a kiss.
I feel the butterflies in my
stomach again. I no longer
feel afraid of him.
'So now what? What's
going to happen?'

Silas looks around and
points to a diner. “We
need to eat, would you
like that?” I shrug as my
stomach growls at me.
We walk to the diner
and are seated in a booth.
The waitress stares at me,
I'm dirty, filthy and bruised.
“Are you okay Miss?”

Before I can answer Silas
jumps up and grabs the girl.
This time, instead of a knife,
he holds a gun, pointed right
in her face. “Jasmin, grab the
other gun, lift up my shirt.”
I hesitated and he growled.
“Do it god damn it.” I had
no choice. I lifted the shirt
and found a gun.