-- 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒎𝒆 * 𝑩𝑲𝑻𝑹

on the run

hii. this is a converted imagine from my old billie book and it's based off of on the run by beyoncé and jay z.

majesty.

the cool night air hit my face as i walked out of the gas station.

i've been on the road for about 5 hours now, and somehow my gps took me out of the city's way, here in the middle of fucking nowhere.

but luckily i found this tiny little store because my car needed gas.

i hummed some tunes that replayed in my head whilst leaning on my car, the gas pump filling my car up.

when i looked up from my tapping feet, a chubby red man stood in front of me.

"okay...?" i mumbled to myself, continuing to look down at my feet.

"can i pump your gas?" an overly enthusiastic voice asked me.

almost sounding like pennywise.

i gazed over to the fuel filler inlet that was swallowing the gas that came out, glancing back up at the man.

"no, thank you. matter of fact, it's finished." i wasn't really telling the truth, it stopped at 17.72, i had $2.28 worth of gas that could've been in my car hadn't this man been so weird.

he just stood there in the same position. a twisted smile on his face.

i quickly closed the inlet and sped walked to the drivers side of my kia.

once i opened the door, my other arm was yanked.

i screamed out as my body jolted back on a hard chest.

"come on! come with me!" i heard the same animated voice. as if this person belonged in a tim burton film.

"LEAVE ME ALONE! STOP!" i yelled, fighting to get out of the strong grip.

a whiff of alcohol, beer to be exact, came upon my airways. making me wince, knowing this man is bringing his face closer to mine.

"hey!" a quite deep voice was heard.

my screams got even louder by instinct.

when the voice was heard, the man attempted to run off with me in his arms.

until something prevented him from doing so, sending us both to the ground.

i cried and yelped as his grip on my waist got even tighter.

gladly, i moved my head out the way from the blow that was sent to his bald cranium.

his grip on me loosened and i took that chance to let myself go out of his sweaty pink arms.

i cried but soon wiped my ears with my arms.

commotion from the man yelling and someone fussing back made me wanna see what was going on.

i pushed the stray strands of hair out of my face to see the scene.

a brown skinned girl was on top of the man, beating his face until red liquid poured out.

i could tell she was a girl by her tiny demeanor, also, her shirt was now ripped from him pulling on it.

the man screamed for mercy whilst squirming under her.

i just sat there breathless, i was still trying to fathom what just occurred. everything happened so fast.

"get off me crazy bitch!" from this angle i could see his nails clawing into her face. but she didn't seem to care, she kept beating him.