~Levi POV~"Tch, this place is filthy." I mumble as I'm walking into the gas station. I had to pick up something cheap to eat, knowing I only had a few dollars with me and some quarters. I decided to go out tonight, maybe go to the park. I'd rather be outside getting lost than being at home. I don't even want to go home. Isabel and Farlan are going to be there drinking and destroying the place. If I go home, I'll have to clean. Don't get me wrong, I like cleaning, just not other people's messes. They know they need to clean it up before I get home. Hopefully they aren't too drunk to do it.
I walk out of the gas station after flipping off the cashier. It looked like he hasn't showered for days. He's just as filthy as that place. I don't even want to know what his house looks like. I walk down the street a couple blocks in the dark. The only thing showing me the way is the street lights. They lights flicker as I step one foot in front of the other, not paying attention to what's going on around me.
"What are you doing out here at this time?" I glance up to notice two men walking towards me. I slow down a bit, figuring out what I'm going to do.
"We're talking to you!" The other man speaks up. They looked like they just climbed out of a dumpster to be honest.
"I'll ask again, why are you on our territory?" I glare at him slightly confused at what he was talking about. I look around to find anything to tell me where I am and where I can run. I had no clue where I was or had any idea how to get back. I stepped back, hoping there was some place to run. I felt someone grab the back of my arms and I immediately tried ripping them from his tight grip.
I was dragged into an alley. The man that has my arms let go and slammed my back against the brick wall. The three men looked at me, knowing I had no way to escape.
They threw punches, over and over, taking turns. Every time they punched me in the stomach I would drop to my knees. The three men just kept beating me, kicked me while I was down, then picked me right back up and did it again.
I wanted to die. The pain was far worse than I have ever imagined it would be. I was coughing up blood and could barely keep my eyes open. Finally, I'd had enough. I wanted to live. I can't die here.
I could feel myself getting picked up again and I knew this was my only chance. I opened my eyes to see a guy standing in front of me with another one holding me up. I gathered all my strength that I had and kicked him right between the legs.
"Agh! What the hell?" He fell to his knees and rolled to his side. The other men stood in shock at what they were seeing. I didn't know what else to do, that was all I had in me. The guy holding me up looked at me with fear in his eyes. He glanced at his friend and let go of me. I fell to the ground with a loud thud.
"You think you can do that and get away with it?" He spat. I smirk, hiding all the pain my body was in. I closed my eyes resting for a minute before opening them again to a gun pointed at me. My eyes widen. He had his finger on the trigger. I couldn't run. I couldn't dodge. I just sat there, frozen in time.
"Wait!" A gunshot rings through the air, intense pain shoots through my right arm. Out of reflex I grab my arm and just hold it. I open my eyes to see both men laying on the ground. We hear sirens in the distance and both of them jump up at the sound, almost like dogs.
"Sh*t! Military Police!" They run off with their other friend not far behind. I couldn't have the police catching me either. I'd be sent to jail for sure. There is a lot of bad stuff I've done but, I'm starting to change, slowly. I steal things every once in a while, food, clothes, just the normal things everyone needs. Farlan and Isabel are always gone, doing things that I don't even know about. They come home occasionally and tell me we have to leave.
I always help them though. We grew up together in this sick world. I can't leave them to survive on their own.I lay there for a minute. Hearing the sirens get closer and closer. I roll over on my stomach and force myself of get up. I shuffle my feet across the cold concrete. I follow where the men ran knowing that's not where the sirens were coming from. I exit the alley, finding no sign of life. I mean it was probably past midnight, nobody likes being out at night. I continue to skid my feet down the sidewalk. My eyes are almost closed and I'm feeling really tired. I looked up to find out where I can hide from the military police when I notice a dimly lit clinic. I didn't know if I should go in, but something was telling me I should. It was like something was pushing me and guiding me to where I should go.(probably the fangirls tbh)I release the grip on my arm to open the door when I find my hand in covered in blood. My jacket was black and made of leather, so it didn't look that bad until it was all over my hand. I grip onto my arm again hoping it didn't look as bad as it feels. I push the door open with my left shoulder and walk up to the counter. It was a pretty clean place. I didn't feel like I had to clean everything like I felt with every hospital I've been to. I walk up to the desk and a man with brown hair and lots of freckles looks up at me with a smile on his face. What was he smiling about?
"Can I help you?" He doesn't stop smiling and it's starting to freak me out.
"Uh, yeah can you check out my arm? It kinda hurts..." I say hoping he won't ask questions or notice the black eye that's starting to show.
"Of course, if you could just wait right over there. I can get a doctor to come check it out shortly." I nod my head and walk over to the chairs lined up against the wall. They weren't as uncomfortable as they appear to be. I rest my head on the wall and close my eyes. I was a little tired, maybe I should sleep until I can get this fixed.
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I'm sooooo sorry I haven't updated in forever. I hope this is a long enough chapter to make up for it. Please point out the mistake so I can't correct them. I only went over it once so it's probably bad tbh. I hope you liked this chapter! I'll update asap!
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