The Runaways

2 - Mikey

T/W HOMOPHOBIA + VIOLENCE

"SHIT" I loudly mutter as I quickly move through a nearby alley. I keep looking over my shoulder being careful to not be seen. 

I suddenly trip and fall on my knees, I stand wobbling now moving even faster. I see a nearby dumpster I practically fall behind to hide.

I hold my breath as a wave of disgust washes over me. Trash covers the ground, and the stench of rotting garbage fills the air. I shiver as the cold of the side of the dumpster scrapes my legs further. Blood now running down my legs. Now slightly more panicked, I try holding my breath to the point of dizziness. The dim light from the streetlamp above casts a faint glow over the alley, hiding me from that fucking asshole that saw me with my girlfriend.

God. Who would have guessed two girls kissing was a big deal here?

In an instant, I can feel adrenaline surging through my veins as the man, wild with anger with a pistol, jumps out from behind the dumpster laughing. "There you are Mouse!"

I see him as he raises his pistol. I can feel my heart pounding on the walls of my chest, each moment going in slo-motion as I watch him with now tear filled eyes. I quickly close my eyes. Waiting for it to stop.

But it doesn't.

I see him take a step forward with his mouth twisted into a shit-eating grin. I suddenly feel a mix of adrenaline and fear. But also, something different. I feel a faint hum of something unknown in my mind. I hear a low reverberated sinister laugh echo through me. I look up at him with angry eyes. 

People like him are dangerous. Not me

He should be the one with the gun pointing at him. Not me. Not a 17 year old girl

He suddenly pulls me out from the dumpster and puts his head inches from mine, the cold steel of his gun against the back of my head sends a sharp and uncomfortable shiver down my body as I look at him. The laughter, despite him not moving his mouth, increasing. It washes over me like a powerful flood of anger and power. 

He punches me hard on the side of my face "You fucking Fag!"

I look him in the eye and start smiling "Die" I say calmly.

I slowly feel power flowing through me as I mumble the word and feel the laughter slowly turn to silence. I try pushing further into the feeling, like swimming against a current. I suddenly feel flashed of memories that I don't recognise. Sitting on a bench while Keli and I walk down the street holding hands. Standing feeling a overwhelming feeling of fear and anger. The person walks behind us, he looks to his pocket for his gun. He's going to purify our souls...

Holy shit. I just went in this fucker's mind. 

I'm brought back by a slap and a him holding my head with his hand "WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO? YOU DYKE"

I try pushing further as I feel his grip loosen as he starts to scream "OUT, GET OUT NOW!" 

I hear him fall to the ground and a clatter, from what I assume is the pistol. I quickly open my eyes and see him lying on the ground gripping his head and punching his head. Harder and harder and harder. As more blood flows onto the ground and his actions become slightly more sluggish.

I quickly go and pick up the gun and hit him hard on the side of the head.

BANG

And again