Saviour

I stared at the street pole a few young boys that rode my bus was smoking I grabbed my brothers hand, ushering on the other side they got up a twinkle in there eye.

"Where you going baby?" I sneered in disgust and gripped my brothers hand in a death grip increasing my pace "Yo bitch" he was talking to you another boy yelled they seem to be getting closer.

"Run" my brother said we took off we were unfamiliar with the neighborhood peopel on they porch went inside as we screamed our heads off for help but you know the hood.

I ran fast as a car swirled nearly hitting me a boy stared at me and my brother and said "get in" that's all we could do.