Run

Chapter 4

A/N: I just want to mention that whatever happens in this book...whatever my crazy mind comes up with...no-one take it personal. I don't really mean some of the things I say...at least I think I don't...

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Rebecca's P.O.V

I walk outside alone towards the bus stop, this time remembering to text my Mother that I had extra curriculum which is really my way of saying 'I am not ready to go home so I shall chill in the library with me myself and I'. But she doesn't need to know that so extra curriculum it is.

I sigh as I see a homeless man on the floor looking at me with such sorrowful eyes. I begin to outwardly stare at him, forgetting to at least attempt to be sly.

"What are you looking at?" he says in a grumpy voice.

My eyes widen at the sight of his mouth: the darkest thing I've ever seen in contrast to his pale skin, like he hadn't washed it in ages. His lips curl into a snarl. His teeth, like something that had just climbed out of the sewers.

"N-nothing...I-I..." I stumble my way through words, not able to find anything that quite fits.

"Scurry off now...There's a war comin' love. 'N you better trust me when I say you ain't never wanna be caught in the middle of it" he smirks speaking with a thick cockney accent.

I tilt my head to the side in confusion.

"What?" I ask adjusting my bag in case I needed to run as far as possible.

He doesn't answer me as he closes his eyes and faces the sun to the right of me. I walk away keeping a watchful eye on him as if he might pounce on me any moment. However what he mumbles instead before I turn the corner has me in even more of a shock  "Gorgeous. Shame she has to die."

I stop walking.

What??

My heart skips a fast beat and I begin to run away from him- so confused as to what he meant by that simple sentence. What did he mean? Who has to die? Was he just high and wanted to mess with a simple mundane mind? If so..NOT funny.

I grab my phone and shove my earphone into it hoping music will quicken the pace of my feet. I skim through my songs until I hear the soothing voice of Ellie Goulding. I keep running, my pace quickening as I mutter the lyrics.

"And we gonna let it burn, burn, burn burn!" I try not think about the ironic burning sensation in my thighs as I'm about to cross the road at the zebra crossing to reach the bus stop when a blue Toyota, way over the speed limit zooms past me.

"Idiot!!" I shout.

The car stops...and then reverses.

Shit!

The idea that some idiot is willing to risk getting caught for driving in the wrong direction on the left lane frightens me at the possibilities of what this individual could do to me if given the chance. I begin to run even faster than before but then I travel back to reality. How on earth do I expect to outrun a car?

"Becka!"

I turn around and see Tony through the car window and it only now begins to dawn on me that Tony got a blue Toyota as a present last week for passing his drivers licence. I let out a sigh I didn't know I was holding and slowly walk up to the passenger window. "Hey" I pant at my 20 year old boyfriend.

He looks at me in confusion. "Why did you run?"

"I was scared." I reply as if it was obvious, "I thought you were a random stranger out to stab me or something."