Naturally Random

Chapter 26- What Happens Because Of Me

 

Chapter 26- What Happens Because Of Me

 

I panted, running as fast as I could. Never in my entire seventeen-year-old life have I ever ran as fast as I am running right now. All in honesty, I didn't think I ever had it in me.

I guess when I have a mad-man charging after me, my legs started to run like a cheetah on crack.

I glanced over my shoulder and my eyes widened as I saw biker-dude gaining on me, he didn't even look slightly out of breath, I think it was his anger that was giving him some sort of super-speed.

I desperately tried to run faster after I saw his fuming form, I didn't want to face the consequences! Now I seriously believe that I was going to get caught and biker-dude was going to use my blood as ketchup afterwards.

I was running on fear, couldn't fear give me super-speed? Instead, I was just getting tired as my legs started to ache.

Oh God, just let someone save me from all this. Was it too late to believe in heroes or UFOs? Or maybe this was a really good time for a sink-hole.

My legs were slowly giving up, and they were bringing me down with them. Curse you, legs!

They ached so painfully, I couldn't bring myself to run anymore as I got closer to a tree and placed my hand on the trunk, leaning against it for support and panting heavily.

However, I didn't get much time to breathe as I was slammed against the tree, pain shooting up my back. The exhaustion made the pain even worse.

But as soon as my eyes landed on the person responsible for all the slamming, my face drained of all color, my breathing stopped in fear and my eyes widened.

Shoot.

Biker-dude angrily punched the tree and it shook from the force of the punch, I think he just imagined punching me.

But after that, he exploded.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" Biker-dude angrily yelled and I flinched at his tone, "Do you even realize what you've done?! Do you ever care about anything other than yourself?!"

I couldn't answer, I just couldn't. Not when he was so mad, I felt like crying and I never thought that would happen. But with biker-dude looking as scary as heck, I couldn't help but feel threatened.

I felt insecure and this time, I couldn't save myself.

Over biker-dude's shoulder, I saw the gang, the girls and the guys jogging to a stop in front of us. An audience? I didn't like it, not now.

Their eyes were wide in panic as they took in the scene, this made me even more afraid than I was, they knew biker-dude way better than I did. Which also means they had a decent idea of the things biker-dude might do to me.

And judging from the look on their faces, biker-dude was dangerous when he was mad.

Sam shot biker-dude a worried look, "James, listen, calm down. You don't want to do this, just let her go and--"

"Shut up," Biker-dude growled, "Don't talk to me until I'm done with her," He gave me an icy stare, it almost made me cower, "You can stay and watch, or you can just go away,"

I saw Mike looking conflicted, "Come on, man, just chill out--"

Biker-dude spun around to face the crowd of our friends, "I said, shut the hell up and let me deal with her, if you have a problem then you can leave us alone!" He yelled and my heart thumped in fright.