Rock Star: The Deal (Book 3 of a Bad Boy Romance) by Kate Ward Read Free Book Online

likely to do the same for them.
    I charged ahead into the tree line, hopped over a fence into a field and landed in thick mud. It was soaking wet. I landed on my side. Fear was the only thing that was pushing me on. I could see the two of them were only a few feet from the fence. The man had to have been a good six feet tall. Zero muscle on him, long hair. He reminded me of a drug addict. Someone who had spent too long snorting cocaine. His eyes were sunken. The woman had dark hair, green eyes. She was short. Smaller than me. The thought that they could kill me in the field had passed through my mind, but I knew that it was more likely that they would just knock me out. Either way, I wasn’t sticking around. I was trudging on through ankle-deep mud. It made a sucking sound every time I lifted my feet out.
    My lungs were like a furnace, my breath fast and gasping. I hadn’t looked back for a minute or two. Was I getting away? Were they nearly on me? It was hard to tell now as it was so dark. Nothing but silhouettes could be seen cut into the night sky. It was taking everything out of me to keep moving. There was no way I was going to be able to keep this up. If they didn’t give up chasing me soon, I would collapse with exhaustion. In the distance I could see the shape of a house. There were no lights on, but people might be there. What time was it? It must have been the middle of the night.
    I managed to make it to the next fence. It was made of wire. I hopped over that like an Olympic hurdler. My adrenaline had kicked in and I was running with everything I had in me. My shoes had come off in the mud somewhere back there. But I didn’t have time to pay attention to the odd stone that stuck into the bottom of my foot.
    I scrambled towards the house, then noticed that there was a horse in the field. Not one but at least five. I heard them snort and then run. Thankfully they didn’t run in my direction.
    As I broke into the tree line, the ground was alive. I was stepping on branches. Every one cut into my feet, causing me extreme pain. I turned to see the guy getting closer. My determination to reach that house before they got me skyrocketed. If he got me, there was a good chance he would be putting a bullet in me, or giving me a beating for getting away. For hitting him with the tire iron.
    I was out of breath and wheezing by now. As I continued darting through the trees I scooped up a branch and began cracking off the smaller branches. I needed to make a weapon. I had dropped the tire iron back at the car. I assumed they wouldn’t have got up after being hit in the face with one. But I was wrong.
    In that moment I tripped. There must have been a branch sticking out. It was so dark. I couldn’t even see a few feet ahead of me. I hit the ground hard. Spitting dirt. My knees and hands were grazed. Wheeling around I could see he was gaining ground.
    Frantically, I got back up and broke out of the tree line. I began screaming.
    “Help! Help!”
    I had to be at least thirty yards from the house. No lights came on. The man was barreling towards me. I continued screaming and I saw a light come on. A glimmer of hope. I was going to be saved.
    Before I could get any closer I hit the earth hard. This time however, I felt arms wrapped around me. He had got me before I even made it to the house.
    “I got her.”
    “Help…”
    The man put his hand over my mouth and stayed still. I tried to squirm beneath him but he was heavy. For someone who looked so thin, he was a heavy guy. In the distance I saw someone come out of the house. They looked around. I was screaming beneath his hand but nothing came out except a muffled noise.
    When the person disappeared back inside, my heart sank.
    “Let me go. Please,” I said as I tried to resist him. He hit me in the face.
    “Do it again, and I will kill you right here. They’ll never find your body.”
    I gave up. It was useless. The woman caught up. Out of breath, she took a hold of me