I forgot how much fun riding a bike was. The cool night air hitting my skin was refreshing. I was a natural night owl I use to love going outside at night and just star gazing, but it wasn't always the safest over on the south side, so for much of my childhood I was only allowed outside until seven pm.
I stop my bike in-front of the corner store hopping off I go inside Walking through the isles I grab a half gallon of milk and make my way over to the counter.
"Three dollars." The man on the other side looks at me strangely. "Or you could show me your tits again." He gives me a creepy smile.
It was the guy from that night of the party. Not my best moment for-sure.
"One, you're a pervert. And two not only did you sell alcohol to an underage girl you also did it in exchange to see me naked, so if I were you I'd shut up and fuck off." I set the five on the counter grabbing a sucker on my way out and I make sure to turn around and flip him off.
What a creep. I hop back on my bike and almost fall when I go to peddle but don't move. I get off of it bending down i notice that my chain isn't off, it's completely gone. I stand up now on high alert.
Who the fuck had taken it off?
I turn back to go into the store but the man is locking the door, he flips the sign to "closed." Giving me a sarcastic look. I roll my eyes.
"Very funny give me my chain back." I scowl.
He frowns as if he has no clue what I'm talking about. "Stop playing dumb." I bang on the glass. "Give me my bike chain back!" I bang again. I frown as a horrified look overtakes the man's face and he slowly starts to back away
And just as I realize that his eyes aren't on me, but dead set on something behind me I go to turn but a hand wraps around my mouth and nose, an arm around my waist pinning me to a hard chest. The person who holds me captive has a cloth on my face and all I see is the horror on the scrawny pale face on the other side of the glass and a voice I know all too well say,
"Miss me?"
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Teen FictionThis is a remake of the original book. Hillside is a town of only twenty thousand people. Split into two this town is divided by one thing; money. The wealthier citizens live on the North end, whereas the South remains burdened by poverty. And stan...
