The Running Delinquent

Run In With a Pervy Douchebag, and a New Home.

~~Trinity's POV~~

"What's your name?" I asked mystery boy. "My name is Derrick. What's yours?" He asked.

"Its Trinity. Thanks for helping me. Why did you do it anyways?" I asked.

"Well, you see I was just shopping for some pudding, minding my own buisness, and I hear a noise. The next thing I know some weird girl is getting chased by some creeps. Me being the nosy bastard I am, decided to see what was going on. I stole a moped, followed you, and hear we are." He said adding a grin.

"Alright. Well I owe you. Now let's get the fuck out of this cracker house." I followed Derrick out the door and thru a sequence of corridors and stairwells.

"How do you remember how to get through here?" I asked Derrick quietly. "Photographic memory. It comes in handy, shh, guards straight ahead. Time for some action." There were three guards that were standing at the corner of a new hallway.

We tiptoed as quietly as we could to the guards, and got close enough were we could attack them. Derrick attacked the one closest, and I jumped on the one just a few feet away.

They were obviously surprised at out sudded attack because two of the guards dropped the knives they were holding.

I quickly slammed the guards head into the wall, and kicking him until he was knocked out, and pounced on the last guard who was jumping for his knife on the ground.

Derrick kicked the knife away and smashed the guys head into his knee, giving him a smashed up nose.

I kicked at his ribs, while Derrick punched him in the head. He finally was knocked out when we rammed him into the wall.

We started jogging towards the exit, anxious to make it out of here. We saw the exit ahead and sprinted toward it. I glimpsed into the hall that also lead to the exit, and saw about seven guards running toward us, looking very angry.

"Derrick! More guards!" I yelled. "We're gonna have to try to run to the moped!" Derrick yelled back.

We sprinted to the moped which was parked a couple meters from the exit and jumped on. Derrick started it up, and we started heading of just as the guards were crashing the throughout the door.

We heard a few gunshots as we rounded the corner, and a car engine starting.

"Can't u make the thing go faster?! And why is it pink?" I half yelled to Derrick. "No I can't! It's a moped for Gods sake! And I had to steal in from this lady, cause I needed to follow you." Derrick said.

"Oh. Well we should probably find somewhere to stay until its safe. I found an old abandoned tenement apartment. We could go there." I suggested. "Naw that's okay. I have a place. Are you on your own? How old are you?"

"Im 18. My dad sold me to a drug lord to probably pay off some drug money." I said getting quiter toward the end.

"Your dad sounds like a dick. I'm sorry." Derrick said. "It's okay. You're right, he was a dick." I said.

We stayed silent for the rest of the ride, and sooned arrived at a freaking mansion of a house, with the gates and everything!

"Holy shit! U didn't tell me u live in a freaking mansion!?" I yelled. "Yeah well.." Derrick said with a smug smile on his face.

"Are your parents loaded or something?" I asked. "Yeah, my dad owns some businesses. My parents were getting tired of me at the house all the time, so they bought me this. I share it with a couple of my friends." He said.

"That's so cool! Wait, how did you get to the market? Did you leave your car there?" "No, I just walked, its only a couple blocks from my house."

We went in to his house, and my mouth fell open. This place was gigantic!! It had two grand staircases running up to a balcony above. It was more of an old, Victorian style of house, which I loved.