Her g.d.

Rescue Men

It had just started to pour rain and I noticed that running in jeans was significantly harder when they were wet.

Bright headlights blinded me and I waved my hands in the air. It didn't look like the car was getting close to slowing down, so I did the stupidest thing imaginable, I ran in front of the car. Lucky for me, the driver jammed on their brakes.

I ran to the window and banged on it. I recognized the driver almost immediately and his face looked completely pale and shocked. The driver rolled down his window and asked me,

"Miah, what are you thinking? I could've ran you over!" He yelled.

"There's a guy chasing after me and I don't know what he wants." I had began to sob.

"What the fuck, where is he now?" Ethan asked, sitting in the passenger seat.

"I don't know. I think I kicked his balls then I just ran, I didn't want to make myself trip or anything by looking back."

"I'm pretty sure I know, look behind us." Grayson said, pointing behind him. A white van was speeding behind us, quickly catching up.

"God please go faster Grayson!" Grayson slammed on the pedal and you could hear the engine revving and speeding up.

Despite Grayson's efforts, the car was still getting closer to us and quickly.

"Fuck!" Grayson whispered under his breath. He sped up faster but one of his wheels gave out for a second and the car turned to the side, almost driving us off the road.

"Grayson!" I yelled.

"I-I'm sorry! The wheels don't have enough traction on the wet cement. It's not normal to go this fast on wet roads."

"I'm so sorry I dragged you into this." I looked at Ethan and he was looking to the left, I looked where he was just as he said,

"Shit! Get down!" Ethan demanded, I saw a guy hanging partially out the window of the van with a gun in his hand. I closed my eyes, put my hands over my head, and ducked.

5 or 6 loud pops went off. The car screeched and veered to the right, crashing into an exit divider. The gunman had shot our 2 left wheels. 5 men got out of the car and started walking towards us. Grayson started fumbling with the unlocking the car doors button.

After what seemed like forever, he finally unlocked the car doors, we all pushed them open and started running. As soon as I took a step with my left foot I fell and gasped. I looked down at my left foot to see blood pooling around it, my nerves on fire, shooting pain up my leg. I let out a blood curling scream. Nothing had hurt more than my foot at the time.

Grayson looked back at me while running. He stopped dead in his tracks and raced back to me.

"Miah! Get up! Please, you have to!" He said, grabbing my hand.

"Grayson, I can't." I grunted. He sighed, shot a look back at the 4 men running towards us, one had stayed near the car, the cashier. He pulled me up and carried me, he tried to run but couldn't.

"Miah, please, you have to try." He said. He put part of me down, but still had an arm around me. It hurt almost too much to bear, but I knew I had to run, so I did, and I dealed with the excruciating pain.

I heard yet another pop, and Grayson crumpled to the ground and groaned. He took a sharp breath in with his teeth clenched. I looked down and saw that both of us were bleeding.

Ethan, this whole time had been running a few steps ahead of us, now looked back. He looked helpless, he knew he couldn't help both of us. But still, he ran back for us.

"Get up! Come on! You can keep running, you'll be fine!" He said frantically.

"E, I love you, please just go. You can't help us, we'll be fine." Grayson groaned. Ethan looked broken. Like a little boy who was just told Santa isn't real.

"I love you Grayson, I'm sorry." With that, Ethan took off, I was grateful. I didn't want him getting caught too.

The men sped up their pace, trying to catch Ethan, but they eventually gave up, knowing they couldn't catch him. They came back to us and took us to the van.

"You know Mark is going to kick your ass. You hurt Miah." The cashier sneered to the gunman.

"I was following instructions Tyler, you said shoot the tires, I shot the tires."

"Are feet the same fucking thing as tires? Don't even think about answering that. Just put them in the God damn back." Tyler sighed.

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updated. sorry this took me so long, i've been in colorado springs on vacation for this week.