Peggy The Great: Chapter 18Peggy The Great: Chapter 18 by Jchrispole
30 minutes. That’s all she had.
Peggy wasn’t an expert escapist. After all, she had never been in any situation that warranted a need to have a basic know-how of escaping a prison. But after finding herself left alone in a cell somewhere that she wasn’t familiar with surrounded by armed gunmen who threatened to kill her and her mentor, Dr. Good, then she began to regret not watching enough prison documentaries when she had the time. After all, people escaped prison all the time and now would be a good time for some inspiration to head her way.
But at first, she had no idea what to do. She spent at least 10 minutes trying to calm down which was tough in a life-or-death situation. But she knew that if she could just make it to Dr. Good, then she’d be safe. No matter how strong Pathogen thought that they were, the Light was stronger. But she had to get out of that cell first. And she couldn’t do it if she felt like she was going to throw up just from the stre
Peggy The Great: Chapter 17Peggy The Great: Chapter 17 by Jchrispole
“ No. Absolutely not.” Mother said, crossing her arms as she glared down at Peggy.
“But Mom! This never happens to me! Riley’s mom is offering to pay for my food and everything. And this is supposed to be Riley’s 18th birthday, so I have to go and be there for her!” Peggy argued.
In her mind, Peggy had planned it perfectly. Over the course of the rest of Thursday and all the way up until the night of Friday, Peggy had come up with a whole story to tell her mother. Riley was having a birthday party at Le Nouvel Ordre Mundial and she was invited, which was rare for Peggy to be invited to any birthday party. She had a fake list of names of other people who would be there as well as well as a fake birthday invitation Peggy drew up herself in her room just to make it look more official. She even made sure to tell Mother this right before 7:30 just so that Mom wouldn’t have enough time to call Riley’s mother before hand and discuss it.
Peggy The Great: Chapter 16Peggy The Great: Chapter 16 by Jchrispole
“It was the strangest feeling. Unlike anything I had ever felt before. Something just...took over. Like my disorder working in reverse: instead of paralysing me, it made me do things that I would have never done myself. Or maybe...it wasn’t my disorder. Maybe it was something else. I just don’t know what.” Peggy murmured as she stared down at her feet.
Dr. Good had been writing on a notepad which was strange for him: he never seemed to be taking notes when they spoke but for some reason he felt obligated the document all of this. Everything that Peggy had told him about wednesday night and the chaos that insured. She even went as far as to tell him what happened just that morning at school. She had hoped that he would have the answer, but right now it just felt right to get it all out.
“I see...maybe it wasn’t something taking over your body. Maybe it was just a side of you that you didn’t know existed before. I told you that I could see
Peggy The Great: Chapter 15Peggy The Great: Chapter 15 by Jchrispole
The next day at school felt strange to Peggy. Not that anything around her had changed. And she didn’t look any different herself. But there was something inside of her that felt weird all of a sudden. Like she had only recently learned that she was doing something wrong for a long time but was still doing it. She wasn’t sure what it was though.
The fight with Fawkes last night was still crystal clear in Peggy’s memory. Despite the rage and frustration that had boiled up inside of her and the hatred that she hurled at the frightened Fawkes as she was trying to escape the house, Peggy didn’t regret it at all. Sure, it wasn’t something that she normally did, and there were sure to be repercussions of her actions in the future, but she felt like it was what needed to be done. Or at least, it just felt like that.
Peggy couldn’t escape the fact that she literally ran Fawkes out of her house. She was surprised that Fawkes didn’t call Riley, because R
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