Being Adopted By Yogscast

Chap. 10-The alleyway

As the sun was setting quickly, we walked out of the park. We took some back roads to get to our destination.

We were entering an alleyway when I spotted some young adults in black coming from the other end of the alleyway. I pocked John in the arm to make sure he noticed. He nodded slightly in their direction as if to say, continue on.

They stopped in front of us. They looked at us then lunged toward us. There were three of them, so a man with black hair attacked me, and another with brown hair went for John. The last one stayed back to watch. I guessed he must be the leader of the group. He had gelled blonde hair. I felt like he stood there just to make an impression of more power. He was standing under the only light source.

I regretted having come this way as soon as the black haired man was attacking me. We wrestled for a bit. I imagined and felt like a had a bunch of bruises. The man beat me because he had more experience. He pinned me down. I tried to struggle, but this just got pinned down harder. I looked at the others.

The third member was still standing there, watching. The man with the brown hair was struggling with John. John clawed at the other man, but it didn't do much good. The man lunged back onto John, his fist colliding with his jaw.

I felt something on my face. It had hit hard. I tried to focus on something, but it was all a whirlwind of thoughts. Then suddenly, everything went black.

I woke to find that I was still in the same place I had started. I was disappointed at first, but I realized there as more to it then I had first noticed. I must have been out for a bit because the three men were gone. John lay there clutching his abdomen. I noticed something seeping onto his hand-blood.

I went over to him after a few tries of getting up. I kneeled beside him, my vision still blurred and fuzzy. I noticed that blood was coming out quickly. I heard him making a groaning noise. My hands went to his stomach, applying pressure. I knew that this would help for now. I kept one hand on his stomach whilst taking off my sweater, knowing that it wasn't as important as John.

I wrapped the sweater around John's mid section, applying some pressure. I wasn't sure if John could walk, but I lifted him up anyways. He was awake, not making noises and standing with his arm around my shoulders. I put my hand around his waist to keep him up if he needed it.

As we walked down the alleyway, I felt like he was getting more strength. It must have been something in my brain that made that assumption, but when I looked at him, he seemed to more conscious of the world around him. I turned the corner, not really knowing where I was going. I saw something I thought I would have to walk a long way for. A hospital.

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Is he gonna make? Is he gonna make it?

Hey guys!

I'm sorry this took SO long, but I kinda forgot about it, and I didn't feel like writing a fight scene. I finally got myself up to do it! I was able to because of my friend's help. Jobanki told me a sort of plot line for this scene. Thank you.

Also, I'm currently writing a murder mystery/police investigation story on paper. Should I slowly type it up on wattpad? Tell me in the comments!

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~Julie-Anne

Almost forgot to mention that I wasn't going to say what she saw, then realized that that would be mean...