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"Your time is up. Better run!"
Write a story that contains this line of speech anywhere within.
A Not So Friendly Confrontation
āKid, you awake?ā A manās voice said. God damn, that was a DEEP voice. I open my eyes, slowly gaining consciousness. Who fucked up? I did. I was currently tied to a chair. āWuh-..What?ā I mutter, looking around. Such a dark roomā¦Emo. āJace Dwyer Lovelock. Donāt play dumb with me. Donāt do it. I know what you did, you too.ā The man said. āSo, for the sake of both of us, donāt pretend.ā He added on. I laugh, looking more closely at the man. Oh SHIT. I immediately stiffen up. ā..Y-You. Itās you. You. Nick. I didnātā¦I didnātā¦Nick, you donāt really believe i did that, did you?..Sir.ā
āDwyer, you canāt save yourself from this one. Iāll let you off easy. Tell me.ā
āTell you what?ā
āEXPLAIN why you did it, hm?ā
I laugh, quickly regretting my actions.
āDid you justā¦You just LAUGHED. You think this is funny, huh? All just a game to you, right? Right?ā Nicks voice boomed as he grabbed my collar, rather harshly. āDonāt FUCK with me. Explain. You betrayed my trust, betrayed my friendsā¦All for some money? Money, huh?ā¦gets people to do anything nowadays.ā Nick let go, scoffing. āIf you donāt manage to explain, Iāll make sure you go through hell.ā Nick added on, still staring at me. Damn why was this guy so creepy? Who kidnaps people in order to confront them?
āRight. We could be here all day, really. All week, even.ā I say, rolling my eyes. Luckily Nick didnāt notice i rolled my eyes, or he just didnāt care at this pointā¦
Nick just shook his head in response. What the fuck was THAT supposed to mean? I tried to come up with a good āstoryā (a fake one, at that.) But i just couldnāt bring myself to actually say it. I can lie all right, im a ruthless liar. Social anxiety just hits different though. As I sat there constantly tripping over words and contemplating how i should lie, Nick grew impatient.
āDwyer. Hurry up. I actually have a life, unlike you.ā
I tried my hardest to not give him a dirty look.
āAlright, thenā¦ā I say. Nick rolled his eyes.
Another 2 minutes passedā¦.Two minutes turned into four, and four minutes turned into seven. Eventually 25 minutes had passed.
āDWYER.ā Nick yelled, grabbing my collar. I wasnāt intimidated one bit by this little wannabe tough guy. Nick sighed, and his demeanor changed. He got off of me and just stood there, with his hand behind his back smiling. Nick was acting hella weird, but then again, he always is. āAlright, Jace, er- Dwyer sounds better, right? Although it wouldnāt really matter, sinceā¦This would be the last time anyoneās called your name.ā Now I knew i actually fucked up. āListen, Dwyer. You probably guessed right?ā¦So let me just state the obvious, Your times up, better run!āwell, you canāt becauseā¦..Anyways, you know whatās gonna happen now?ā I scoff and look down, nodding.
āWell, your fucking dead. Shouldnāt have done it!ā