impression

run.

(javi)
<what the fuck am i doing> i thought to myself as i quickly dodged an incoming punch from what i assume was a gang member, i shoved him back, giving myself a few seconds gain to run. there was 6 of them there was no way i could take them on. i ran looking back to see a swarm of enraged faces speeding after me, except one. i knew this area well but they definitely knew it better. i ran across the main street, jumping away from a car which honked in return quickly throwing my hand up as an apology and dashed through the next alley, and the next, and the next.

i kept running, but faintly hearing the sounds of pacing footsteps behind me as i approached the towering black padlocked gate that separated the two alleys and leaped climbing it. i hopped down, underestimating my landing and turned my ankle. shit. i wont be able to run. i hopped as fast as i could and turned around quickly and saw the crew turning the corner starting to gain on the gate. i turned my next left and i had two options. hide behind all the large faded blue trash bins behind the restaurant or somehow keep running. i decided to hide, climbing on top of one of them and dropping myself behind it. what sane person would hide instead of running into the crowd? i slowed my breathing and tried to remain lifeless. good practice for when they found me, right? my ankle throbbed. why do i get myself into these situations?

"fuck! where did he go!" a heard a voice screech, "me and d will go on, yous go back and check the next right" he ordered.

i heard footsteps scuffle away, i waited a minute before moving then started to climb out, instantly being greeted by one of the gang members. shit.