Abused and Saved by a Gang

Abused and Saved by a Gang

Hello this is my first story on wattpad xx

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 chapter 1

CRAP

I mentally shouted as I skidded round an alleyway corner.

I was running, running like hell to get away from these low life people who would actually torture someone’s child to get money out of them, and this is what was going to happen to me if they cached me.

I am Poppy West. I am 18 and I have green eyes and light brown hair with small natural blond highlights and it has just grown past my shoulders I also have a side fringe that covers most of my right eye. I’m in collage/high school and am studying to be a health therapist or doctor.  I know what you are thinking how boring or original that sounds but not to me, ever since my granddad died of a heart attack three years ago, I have wanted to help people, I guess I felt helpless because I thought I wasn’t doing enough to help. I also have a little 5 year old brother called Jake, he has dark brown hair and also has green eyes and is already popular with the girls, I wonder what he is going to be like in ten years, he also goes to a primary school not too far away from my collage. I guess they aren’t that low to go after him thank god. But if they did do anything to him I would most likely go on a killing spree until I found the person that hurt him. He is the best little brother anyone could wish for. I had practically raised him because our parents were always out the house working and if not that then sleeping. Don’t get me wrong they are lovely people but they just need to spend more time with their kids. But even with all that working it still wasn’t enough to pay the house we rented.

It wasn’t a very big house, three bedroom attached with one bathroom and it wasn’t placed in the nicest area with all the graffiti, druggies and homeless people around but It was still my home, well it has been for four years. We rent the house off of this gang, it was really our last option other than living on the streets. Anyway the gang calls themselves “Satan’s Slayers”. I’m not fond of it either it sounds creepy. But they were the people who were chasing me now, well two of the lower rank gang members were anyway but they were still really strong. I had managed to get away from them once and I had screamed my head of that day, there were also lots of people to hear but in the alleyway there was no one to help. And as you can probably guess my parents have a really big habit of not paying the rent.

As I skidded round another corner I stopped.

“SHIT!!”

A dead end!! I must of taken a wrong turning somewhere because I was heading to the shopping Centre where I was hoping to get lost in the crowed so they couldn’t find me. Well good bye to that plan.

I looked around hoping to find somewhere to hide. Im not normally one to hide away from a fight but considering that two really big bulky men were behind me I think I will make an exception.

I was about to panic and hide behind a skanky old mattress when a saw a fire escape ladder on the side of a flat roofed building.

Perfect.

“I’m really glad I wore trainers instead of my dolly shoes” I muttered to myself as I started climbing.

I had just hoisted myself up the ladder when I heard the two gang members round the corner.

“THERE SHE IS GET HER YOU ASSHOLE!!!” the taller man shouted at the other one

I didn’t look back I just kept climbing hoping I can get to the top without them catching me on the ladder because from past experience they won’t wait until you get down from a high place, they will just pull until you fall down and they won’t bother catching you.

I was about to pull myself up off the ladder on to the flat roof of the building when one of the gang members grabbed one of my ankle and started pulling.

“Oh hell no” I said to no one.

This is not happening again and definitely not from this height. So I kicked the man in the nose and heard a welcoming crack. Ha Ha I broke his nose. The man instantly let go of my ankle to cradled his nose to stop the blood from flowing. I hopped.

“AHH FUCK” he shouted in pain

I instantly jumped off the ladder and onto the flat roof and started running, I am a pretty good runner for my height I’m “5 foot 1” not the shortest person but I still think I’m short compered to my friends.

“YOU ARE SO GONA PAY FOR THAT YOU BITCH!!” he shouted in rage well it is obvious that this man is not used to getting picked on.

While I was running I took a quick look over my shoulder to see the man with the broken nose charging towards me at full pelt like a massive bull and the other man just getting onto the roof.

Shit their closer than I thought.

I pushed myself harder than I ever had before,  feeling the burning stich more than ever but I knew if I stopped I wouldn’t just be getting a broken nose, but add a few broken ribs, bruises and scratches and that would be me in a couple of hours.

I was running towards a door that I hopped would lead down to one of the main hall of the building I was standing on top of. I was just about to reach the door when I was tackled to the ground, I hit my head hard against the wall that was supporting the door and was just able to keep the dizzy blackness from clouding over me.

I gasped for breath as the man was still on top of me squishing the air out of my lungs, it was then that I realized that it was the man with the broken nose, well I bet he was just enjoying this, the fucking man whore!!! I realised then that I didn’t recognise these men as some of the kidnappers I normally get, he was either a knew recruit of theirs or he picked the short straw to come and “retrieve” me, is what I overheard them calling it once. This man had dark shaggy blond hair and blue eyes, he could be kind of cute under different circumstances. Then I saw the second man come and loom over me, the man that was still laying on me made eye contact with him and he nodded. Next thing I knew a massive white fist was coming towards me but this time I couldn’t control the blackness as I felt a load of pain next to my left eye, then it over took me.

I was laying there venerable and unconscious.