"Aren't you going to thank me? I just saved your ass back there."
She questioned in a 'matter of a fact' tone as she glance down at the small boy besides her feet.
"I don't have to thank you."
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In Lev...
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Heaving violently with intense eagerness. Drawing a jagged breath, I groaned as I scraped my finger against the wall. The feeling of the rough concrete cut through my skin. Resulting in a small cut along the top of my finger. I winced, retreating my hand away from the walls. Wiping the blood onto my pants.
"Where is that brat?"
My eyes flickered around in the dark alleyway. Three walls surrounded me. The only way I could escape was to run back the way I came in. That means I was at a dead end. I sneered, glancing around to see if I could use anything to help myself.
I wrinkled my nose in disgust as I heard slurring behind me. Coming from the four males who were chasing me around. Apparently, they gang up on me, eyeing the piece of bread in my hands. Furrowing my brows, I stuffed my hand into my pockets. Digging through my pants to find my pocket knife. When I found nothing, I groaned. I have left my knife back at home.
Brushing my hair away from my face, I took a bite of my bread. Watching the four males walk into the alleyway. All smirking, feeling victorious. Like they already knew they had won. Their eye's widened as I finished the bread in my hands.
"What the hell. You knew I wanted that."
One of them sneered, probably the leader of his little squad. He ran up to me, raising his hand up. Next to his head. Ready to swing at me. I rolled my eyes, grabbing the fist with one hand, before punching him on his cheeks. He stumbled back, feeling nauseous from the punch. Landing in his teammate's hands. They all glanced at me in surprise. I leaned against the wall, waiting for them to run off, away from me.
I felt my heartbeat increase. Watching them as they dashed toward me, ready to revenge their boss. I groaned as they swung at me. Flying back to the wall, feeling the impact on my back. Saliva flew out of my mouth from the force. I gagged, spitting out blood onto the floor. Shotting glares at the three, trying to catch my breath.
Before I could flee, another one of them came up to me. Throwing a fist under my chin, uppercutting me. I gasped. Blood came trailing down my lips, wiping it off with the back of my hands.
"Look how weak and pathetic he is."One of them laughed as he swayed around. Looking like he was drunk. He smiled, leaning down. Placing a finger down my chin, lifting it up. "Don't pick a fight with people you can't win against."
I rolled my eyes, ripping his fingers off my chin. He sighed, grabbing me on my neck. I swarmed around. Choking as his grip tightens on me. He smiled, slamming me onto the wall repeatedly. Knocking the life out of me. I furrowed my brow, glaring at him. I knew I was falling in and out of consciousness as black dots clouded my vision.
"You're so weak. You know we would let you go if you gave up the bread beforehand. But you had to be so stubborn." He scowled, "You're lucky that I just decided to knock you out. I would kill you. But I feel like it's a waste of time."
