chapter 8

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shit shit shit

My heart starts to pump as I race down the streets of an unknown neighborhood. It feels like the peddles on my bike won't go any faster, which scares the shit out of me. Tears and sweat start to mix together and fall down my face. 

I text Curtis and try to ride my bike, but obviously that doesn't go too well. 

A car is driving towards me, which I quickly swerve. The beat of my heart start to fill my ears as I try and race down to Curtis' house. 

Although he was a shit to me at first, it turns out we are great friends. A couple of weeks ago we exchanged numbers at the abandoned hotel. 

But that is the least of my worries. 

My breath picks up as I turn my head, only to be faced with same car that has been following me since I left the house. 

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"Nick, I can't fucking deal with this! You've been slacking off and haven't been working!"

Not even a millisecond passes before I snipe back. 

"Matt, you can't be fucking serious. Do you remember the last time you've put your ass to work?"

Oh shit. 

"What the fuck do you mean? I do so much for this household. All you do is ride your bike and fuck around. It wouldn't make a difference if you just fucking left," Matt yelled as he slammed his fists on the marble countertops. 

Ladies and gentlemen, that is my que to go. 

"You really want to test that theory? Fine! Then I will do just that!!" 

I go grab my bag before walking out the front door and slamming it shut.

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I really wish I hadn't left the house, because suddenly, it's getting hard to breath. 

My breath becomes short as more tears start to fill my eyes. Matt was right. 

I'm so fucking pathetic. 

If I would have stayed home and acted like a man, I wouldn't be in this situation. 

But now I have an unknown person following me for an unknown reason, which is very unpleasant. Just the thought of it scares me. 

Plus, Curtis' house is still far away, and the sky is darkening every second. The bright blue sky is now getting close to the color of midnight blue. 

Fucking calm down Nick. 

I try to slow my breathing, which only works for a couple seconds before I start to hyperventilate. The car behind me is only getting closer, but my legs are starting to give out due to all the pressure I'm using to peddle. 

"Think Nick, think" I whisper to myself while trying to pedal faster. My sweater is now getting wet because of all the tears that are pouring down my face. 

I glance back at the car behind me, and I suddenly get an idea. 

rocks

Now focusing, I reach one hand into my pocket and pull out a piece of quarts. 

Looking back at the approaching car behind me, I raise my hand and quickly release the rock downward toward the tire of the car. 

As if I were in a movie, the car started to swerve. Tire marks scattered the ground as the car suddenly comes to a stop. 

My breath starts to pick up once again, as I pull out my phone and snap a photo of the license plate. 

Looking back for the last time, I start to race to Curtis' house. 

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HEY YALL!!!!

im actually so sorry i havent been posting recently

ive been going through a really rough patch in my life, so im slowly trying to get back into order.

(My now ex-boyfriend blocked me on all social media, and didn't tell me why)😘

(I should probably turn my standards back to woman)

Anyways, I'm writing more chapters, so be prepared ‼️‼️‼️‼️

cya later aligator

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