The Other Side

Help! Help! Th-there's men chasing me!" She yelled her voice echoing in the neighborhood. People walking on the side just starred at her confused as they saw nobody chasing her. Stopping to take a breath. She bent forward and placed her hands on her knees to rest. Taking a couple deep breaths, she looked behind her and saw no one chasing her, well at least not anymore. Shocked she stood up and raised her fits in the air.
"Yes! Fuck though guys! Shit, I feel like I ran like Usain Bolts, the fastest man in the world!" She yelled grabbing her hoodie and covered her face again and turned towards her direction and began to walk normally. Humming a victorious song she could feel a little tug on her hoodie. Jolting back a little her feet was somehow off the ground.
"W-what the hell?!" She yelled trying to kick them off. Hearing a man walking towards her, she was turned to face that man. Squinting she could see another a man in black casually walking as if he was all pimp. Then behind him were the two runners.
"Oh, okay! So what?! There's like 4 of you guys and one of me?!" She yelled trying to kick loose.
They stood quite tho, as if they didn't want to waste their breath on her. As their "leader" walked closer to her, he was close enough to the point their nose were touching. Glaring at the man she growled. Starring at each other she could see her own reflection in the mans eyes, and his reflection in hers.

"I like your eyes miss..." He said with a raspy voice. "Though, it really is too bad..." He said smirking.