Trapped in the mirrors

My heart was beating fast. I didn't know why they were following me. It's hard to tell who they are, but they have guns with them. They are looking for me, and it looks like they want to kill me. I need to run away. I can't be found. I don't have any money with me to pay off the debt.

I'm sick and tired of this life. I just want to die. I'm tired of this workload. I hid behind a car. My heart wouldn't stop racing. I tried to control my breath, but it was hard. I feared they might find me through my heartbeat. It felt like my heart would fall off my chest. I held my purse close to my chest.

My body was wet from the rain. I didn't know they were waiting outside for me. I didn't realize it until I came out and saw them looking deadly with their guns. I tried to check if they were watching me, but they were looking in the other direction. I thought I could run away without them noticing.

I tried to get up and peek to see if they were watching. When I saw the coast was clear, I threw myself to the other side. "THERE SHE IS!!" someone yelled. I messed up. I should have stayed hidden. Now they saw me, and they were after me.

My legs were failing me. They were tired from running, but I tried my best. I was running as if my life depended on it. It felt like terror. It was hard to continue running, but I had to, or they would kill me.

I stumbled on a stone and fell face-first. I hit my forehead, and it hurt badly. I groaned in pain. There was no way I could escape. I gave up. I tried to get up, but my legs failed me. They were shaking badly, and my head throbbed in pain. My eyes were filled with unshed tears.

The pain I felt was unexplainable. "You think you can escape this time?" a gun was cocked on my forehead. I knew I was doomed. There was no escaping this. I took a deep breath and said, "Kill me if you want to. I don't have money to give you. Just kill me already."

Suddenly, I felt a slap on my face. I groaned in pain. The pain on my forehead intensified. I was finding it hard to see clearly. "You don't have the right to talk until I say so," the leader said.

I wondered how no one was seeing what was happening. Why couldn't they call the police? I didn't blame them; this was a small town, and anything could be done without anyone getting caught. What a messed-up town.

"What do you want me to do? I don't have any money on me. I don't know how to get that money. I don't even have a good job," I cried out. "I'm sick and tired of this chase. Just end my life. I'm useless. I'm miserable already. I have nothing to lose if you kill me, so do it already."

I was met with another slap on the face. I could taste my blood in my mouth. I spat it out. The pain was too much to bear. I was groaning in pain.

"I'll kill you when I want to, not when you want me to. I'll give you two hours to look for that money. I know where you live, princess. I know where your house is, so don't try anything silly," he said to me.

I groaned but couldn't talk. The pain around my body was too much to bear. It was hard to move my body. I found it hard to see clearly.

"Please... please... just kill me!" I was pleading badly. I just wanted to die. I couldn't continue to live like this. I couldn't continue to live in fear. Adriana might be hurt because of me. I didn't want that. I just wanted to die and be done with it.

"You're not dying now, princess. Your fate will be determined in two hours' time. You'd better find that money, or else your friend will die instead," he threatened.

My ears perked up. "No... no... no, don't kill her. Kill me instead. Please... don't do anything to her. Kill me instead."

He smirked. "Then do the needful if you don't want her dead. Find the money and bring it to me. I don't care how you do it; just bring the money to me. If you refuse, then I'll have to kill your friend."