Out of the blue

Chapter 4

With the end of another inspirational session with the therapist, she ran to the bus station that would take her to the supermarket, just as it was leaving. Now she had to wait for the next bus. Not a sweet idea but she had to do it.

The next bus didn't come until 30 minutes later.

Amen. She thought.

The traffic was similar to over packed fishes in a can of sardine as people were returning home from work. By the time she got to the store and bought everything she wanted,it was dark. She took the bus and dropped off at a farther station because for some reason, there was a rally going on so the buses couldn't go further.

With two bags in her hand, she began paving her way through the crowd. She sighed heavily when she was out and away from the smell of sweat. Shivering at the thought of being there.
Her house wasn't far away so she didn't have much to worry about. Atleast that's what she thought.
The empty streets gave her a queasy feeling. A feeling like she was being followed. She turned down a street, picking up her pace as the need to get safe overwhelmed her.

Soon enough, she heard voices behind her.

"My, my, my, aren't you a pretty ass to look at" a voice said.

" Look at those legs too" another said.

She clearly wanted to believe it wasn't her but her thoughts poofed away when she secretly scanned the streets and found no one.

"Hey pretty,why don't you come say hi"
Goosebumps immediately spread throughout her body. She felt like history was about to repeat itself.

"Hey!, don't walk away from us!" the footsteps were getting closer and the harsh breathing of the two men were getting uncomfortably louder.

"I said, don't walk away from me you little bitch!" Her neck was grabbed from behind and pulled back aggressively, causing her to drop her bags. She was quickly spun around and slapped hard across the face so hard she stumbled to the floor.

She didn't waste any time. She started running, running as fast as her fear-weakened legs could carry her. Her mind was focing her to think upon the memories this situation was stirring but she ignored it.
The men both chased her relentlessly, trying to force their high, drunk selves on her.

A piece of meat in a rag, they thought of her.

One however got a hold of her, falling on her in the process. She skillfully rolled them over with her ontop, relentlessly punching his face as hard as she could. She bit into his neck hard enough to tear his skin and elbowed his nose earning a loud grunt from the pedophile. She  began running again, turning around and noticed the other man was catching up, he seemed to be more drunk but not foolish. She noticed a gun in his hand and her eyes widened in fear. She was getting tired, her tear-blurred eyes weren't helping.

The loud gun shot was followed by the bullet hitting Kehlani's arm.

She grabbed her arm and turned down another street and hid in an Alley way, praying to the heavens to protect her.
When she thought the coast was clear,she turned to go home but nearly fainted when the man suddenly appeared. He grabbed her bleeding arm and threw her to a wall. She would've given up at that moment but her son's face flashed through her closed eyelid.

"Haha, I have you now bitch" she struggled to get up, digging her nails into the graffiti art wall to support her. The man made a move to touch her but she kicked him where the further production of anything like him would end. She held her rib as she struggled to limp away from him.
She wiped her bloodied nose and head with her sleeve causing her to grunt as her rib hurt badly.

God please , please take me home safely. Hale, please.

She prayed as she hid in another Alley.When she didn't hear any noise,she felt like everything was clear, she could now begin the painful process of getting home.
She could hear a loud noise coming from the alleyway and thought it was probably a closer way out.

With a limp in her step, she walked further into the alley. Goosebumps covered her skin as cold and fear wrapped her in their troubling warmth.

She had just seen the road when a gunshot went off . Her head snapped to the right,where she saw a man laying in a pool of blood with men around him.
Another shot was released earning a scared squeal from her. Immediately gaining their attention.

In the realm of shock, she didn't see the angry drunk man charging towards her.

"Got you you little bitch"
Just as he held her, a bullet meant for the teenager got him instead. The bullet from the man in the shadow intended on killing her as expected of anyone who saw what they weren't supposed to.
The world needed to see Kehlani running in that moment, the fastest person on Earth had no chance against her.

The men didn't have enough time to grab her as she ran across the street not minding if cars were in sight. She knew the danger she was in.It was either death or a narrow escape.

God please take me home safely, please.

She prayed,looking behind her to find them searching the crowd for her and one of them met her eyes , beginning the chase again.

The goal was to loose them.

They peered the road for her. Acting like normal men in suits with wired ears but that was for the ignorant . The knowledged knew otherwise. And they knew their knowledge was restricted to certain limits depending on the trust they established.

But darling Kehlani hadn't even established a safe breathing space between them and she was on their wanted list already.
S

he watched them from behind the car,hoping she wouldn't be seen as their eyes swept the busy selling street.

She saw one of the men speak a foreign language as he approached a store, towards a girl in almost similar clothes as hers.She shut her eyes tightly and whispered an apology to the soon-to-be dead person just as their guns went off.

The commotion started.

The heavenly race to safety.

She got among the crowd, running without looking back as she tried her best to look like a normal scared citizen and not a 16 year old trying to escape death.

Suddenly a strong hand crept over her mouth, pulling her into another alley throwing her like a rag doll.

"Got you, you little bitch" one of the men had seen her try to escape.

"Please let me go, I swear, I didn't see anything" she cried as she struggled to sit up. Her pleas were nothing to him as he pulled his gun out, ready to shoot.

This was it,Her forever sleep. She thought and almost immediately her boy's face crossed her mind.

Like a child on sugar rush, she kicked the gun from his hands and kicked his family. She pulled the knife from her pocket and continuously rammed it into his neck until the tight grip he had on her hip loosened. If her calculations were correct , she had 1 minute to get out but not through that entrance and there was a wall behind her. She looked around until her eyes caught the distant 5ft container.

What better way to escape death than be death by entering a can full of stale trash. That's enough death, although temporary but still enough.
She swiftly got in , covering the lid over her head, watching discreetly as a man, probably their boss stared at the man's body with no emotion. With a sigh, he took one look around the place calculating the possibility of a girl jumping over the high fence.

"She's still around"