Runaway for life.

Jackson's POV

Dark.

I don't know where I am now. The last time I felt sober, it was in the hospital. After a hard blow to my head, I fell and you know how I am now.

"Did you sleep well, Jackson?", That woman's voice was being heard after a few days when I didn't see her physique.

She walked, then smiled.

"What do you want, maria?", I called her by her name.

She shook her hair, "Oh, you try to call me with that? Great...", she clapped a little.

"Do you need to appreciate my assistant?", Maria invited her 'assistant' to come forward.

"Lisa ... you girl of a bitch.", I pretended to abort so I wanted to see her reaction.

"Huh, Lisa?", Then Maria laughed.

Why is she laughing?

"Take off your disguise."

Huh?

She tore her face which turned out to be from a prosthetic and what appeared was…

"Florence.", I'm disappointed about this.

Florence was silent, her eyes did not dare to meet mine. A feeling full of regret appeared on her beautiful face. She took a step back, moving her lips as if to say, 'I'm sorry, Jackson.'

I didn't smile or nod. Because I don't know what to say.

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Lisa POV

Ouch, it hurts…

I opened my eyes and realized that I was in a toilet cubicle. I'm trying to remember what happened so I'm here.

I'm going to the toilet ... Then when I wash my hands, someone is suspicious. I don't care about him. Only, when I wanted to dry my hands, he shocked me with a taser.

I checked whether I meant bolted from the inside or not. When I open it, it's okay. Time to find the mastermind who has made me like this.

I walked out, then all the hospital visitors whispered in disgust. What's wrong with them? Have they never seen a girl before?

"Mom, why are there balls sticking up on that sister's body?" The child's words confuse me with his meaning.

I looked down, shit. It turned out that I only wore a bra and shorts. Hospital security immediately came after me and a good choice, run.

"Hey, stop !!", the hospital security told me to stop.

I have to find a good hiding place.

Bingo got you.

Cleanliness room.

In the room, I saw a clean, clean place. Then, my gaze found a box containing used clothes. Yet, the clothes looked great and smelled good, like new clothes at a department store. Without hesitation I immediately put it on, trying to hide from the security guard.

Right then in the cleaning room, I saw the television broadcasting news about Maria and me? That is me? What's on tv ?? Who is she? How insolent, she turned out to be the one who stole my clothes. I'll go find her.

I walked out of the cleaning room, running away to find myself that I seemed to be destroying. Who exactly is "I"?

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Jackson's POV

"Flo, what have you been doing?", My gaze can't do held.

"Oh, it seems your lover is asking for help, Florence ...", She approached Florence.

"Keep your dirty hands away from her!", I shouted as loud as I could.

Then she whispered, "Do what I tell you. Don't you mess everything up? Because all this will make you famous. "

Insolent, she wanted to make Florence famous but in a dirty way.

Florence came up to me, "Calm down, everything will be fine. Follow the game. Okay?", Then smiled.

Ah, she looks like she's still fine. Okay, I'm going to play the game, Florence.

"Hey, it's been so long talking to your pathetic lover. Hurry up, we still have work to take care of. "

Maria and Florence came out of their hiding places, I had to get ready to think of a plan.

Brak.

"Have they gone?", Came the voices of the old man.

"You?", I did not think that the voice came from a figure that I did not expect.

It's Mr. Scott! Why is he here?

"Uncle how can you be here?", I asked about his presence.

"Uncle got released sooner than you thought, son. After uncle released from the prison, uncle got reassigned to my old job."

"Assigned?", I don't get the point.

"Uncle's job is not actually cleaning at the bank.", He smiled.

"What is your real job?"

"You will see, son.".

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Continued on the next chapter.