Subway Surfer (story) ✔✔

Chapter 1

Tears blinded my view. The autumn air howled causing a few strands of my hair to cover my face. The pain in my blood covered knee was unignorable now. I felt the tears flow down my cheek. I could hear a whistle from the police man following me. A few money notes fell from my tortilla coloured bag but I didn't care. I just wanted to rest my swollen ankle and my blood stained knee. My legs felt like a plate of jelly and my breathes were abbreviated. I slid into a dark alley way making sure that the money notes didn't leave a trail. I was feeling light-headed when my cheek hit the frigid marble floor. The last ting that I could remember was someone dressed in black picking me up and running holding me bridal style.

When I woke up, I saw a man sitting next to me holding my hand. "Jake" I whispered. "Hmm?" He replied with locking eyes with me. We both sat in that position until he removed his gaze and cleared his throat. "Are you okay?" He asked me with worry in his tone, "how are you feeling?" I nodded but I couldn't reply anything for the second question- what could I reply to that? Oh you know feeling a bit excited for our marriage in like 6 months or you know... thank you for saving my life! What could I say?