The girl. Patrick Hockstetter

A whore and a lighter

I ran through the woods, trying to make a quick get away. Don't worry, I'll be fine. 

 I got tackled by the girl who was chasing me. Kate Michaels was a whore. I told he boyfriend she had fucked my friend Henry and pissed her off. I wasn't lying though. 

She pinned my arms over my head and I smirked. "What? Ya gonna fuck me too?" I laughed and she slapped me with her free hand. "Oh no. I wouldn't give you that pleasure." Kate replied before getting a lighter out of her pocket. 

 A bright flame came out and she put it to my arm, burning my skin. I screamed it pain before kneeing her in the croch. She dropped the lighter and fell off of me. 

I picked up the lighter and continued running until I reached the kissing bridge. I ran into town and finally stopped. Catching my breath wasn't easy but I was in a hurry. Once I was fine again I ran to Henry's house. I banged on the door, hoping someone was there. 

 "Henry, it's me! Open the god damn door!" I yelled. It finally opened and I walked in, not even looking at the person who let me in. "What happened to you?" Belch asked "Kate Michaels, that's what." I replied. He sighed. "I'll get the bandage roll."