Bloody Valentine by stickinaroundforever, literature
Literature
Bloody Valentine
Bloody Valentine
Phineas groaned as his consciousness began to return. As his eyes fluttered open he couldn't tell where he was, in fact with his vision all blurry he couldn't see anything at all. The only thing that he could really verify at the moment was that he was sitting down, and his wrists were tied together against the back of the small wooden chair. Racking his brain for answers he tried to figure out what could have caused him to end up in this kind of situation. He remembered the back yard and how he as well as his step brother were going to spend the day. He also remembered Isabella being there too, but after that things seemed
"That's it! For real this time! I can't take it anymore!" Baljeet wailed as he ran at full speed down the sidewalk. He had put up with so much from Buford, but this really was the final straw. He just couldn't bear to live with that level of humiliation again no matter how much his best friend/tormentor enjoyed it. As he looked around the back alley way looking for a place to hide he noticed that he was mere feet away from Isabella's back yard. Good ol' Isabella surely there would be a safe haven for him there.
Thinking quickly he opened up the back gate and dashed inside. As he looked around he realized that there wasn't many hiding places