The whole gang flooded the streets as I dashed through the yard, trying to get the hell outta there before the cops came. I couldn't stop looking over my shoulder, remebering that cute little thing standing there. She was amazing, just drop dead gorgous. The whole walk home was a daze as I was stuck on her. I knew that had to be the creepyest thing ever for her, damnit.
Everyone wanted to know what had happened, but I had nothing to tell them. All i had to tell was that one of the girls was an absolute Angel. As the gang began to break apart and return to their home, I could feel the breeze blowing, sending a small shiver down my spine. I was so into thought, I barely noticed the headlights filling the street, or the car overflowing with Brotherhood members. As soon as I began my dash towards the alley, the car erupted with fire, each fool in the car hopeing that his shot would catch me. I crashed down, hard, into the alley, curling into a ball, praying that I would, by the grace of god, live through this. The hell storm seemed to last forever. The Brotherhood was our rivals. They thought themselves to be badass street punks, but all they are, is a bunch of spoiled trust fund babies. A couple Mac 10s and 9mms made their egos lethal. My leg felt like it was on fire, like bees had swarmed my leg. The pain was insane, but I managed to keep my head about me and dragged myself farther down the alley. I frantically searched for my bretta, but I couldn't find it anywhere. I didn't want to fight this pain, I wanted to embrace that sweet peaceful oblivion again...I heard the squeal of tires, but it seemed so far away,....I could only lay there, slipping back into that sweet, oblivion.
A touch, gentle...caring...it seemed so strange. I didn't want for this peace to end, but that touch...that sweet touch. I opened my eyes to see her, standing over me, her hand pressed against my cheek, tears in her eyes
"oh my god, are you okay? I heard the shooting and found you here, oh god, your leg..please do something!" She cried as she stood over me.
"Damnit girl, dont just stand there, help me up!" I half screamed at her, realizing the little bastards got my leg. She stared angerly at me before kneeling down, holding me up, tucking herself under my arm.
"How far is it to your house?" She asked once we hobbled out of the alley. "About six blocks" I mumbled out, I trying to turn down the street towards my shack."no, come with me please, my house is only half a block away" I really wasnt in any position to argue. My leg was on fire and I didn't know how much blood I had lost.
"I can't, what about your parents?" I mumbled as we made our way through the dark streets, back towards the house I just invadede. She shook her head as she talked, "they wont be back for about a week, they just left me here to watch the house" I turned my head to look at her, my gaze meeting hers, and I couldn't turn away from her baby blue eyes. They seemed to sparkle in the light as we continued our slient march back to her home. It wasn't long before we were back on the doorstep of the home I had hours before broken into.
"I have to set you down while I can the key" she said in a sad kind of voice as she lowered me down and slipped out from under my arm. The cold stone seemed to bring me out of my daze, and back to the pain radating from the hole in my leg.
"Phone" I croaked as I suddenly reached down and clamped my hands over the wound, trying to apply as much pressure as I could, attempting to stop the bleeding.
I must have scared her when I said that, she was instantly by my side, her small hands darting in and out of my pockets searching for my cell. She leaned over in front of me, her hand brushing along my leg brought a warm, almost safe feeling, she finally found it, fumbling to get a grip of it.
"Address book, call Markis tell him where we are" I spat out as I could still feel the warm flow of that crimsion liquid, spilling out of the burning gap in my shin.
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Forbidden Love
Teen FictionHe was born in the dirtyest slum on earth. His parents leaving him there to try and stake out their claim. He could barely remember them, and he quickly forgot them. He stayed in the slums though. Allowing the criminals and theives to become his fam...
