100-Word Challenge, Day 123

“Screw you asshole.  If Hector didn’t want to talk to you I’d have ended you already so get your ass up and off the bus.” Short man looked at Julia cringing in her seat, “you too bitch.  Hector wants you both.”

The rest of the passengers were crying and cowering in their seats.  I couldn’t blame them really.  Guns are scary enough, but guns being fired within the confines of a bus you’re on? Terrifying.

“All right, we’ll come, just don’t hurt anyone else.”  The pain was incredible, but I stood just the same. I gripped the edge of a seat and tried to focus.  There had to be a way out of this.


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