Careless Whisper

We knew he was close behind but we had no time to look. He was coming in close but we were riding too fast. Our hearts were beating so hard we were afraid it was going to burst. I was pedaling as fast as I could she was ahead of me pedaling fast also. My hands were blistering from my sweaty palms on the grips of the handlebars, I was digging my nails into the grips also from the pain of the slowly forming blisters. We turned down the nearest road and I swerved trying to keep my tire from hitting hers. ( the last thing we needed was us to have our tires interlock and leaving us only our legs to run and giving him the upper hand) we rode down the road and we saw a boy playing ball with his dad and I finally got the courage to try to catch a glimpse of him and yet he was close behind slowly gaining on us. I was tempted to scream but I knew that nothing was going to come out. I looked around vigorously trying to find anything or somewhere to hide but I know he is too close behind and he would see where we would go so there was no where for us to hide. ( huh I found the true meaning of " you can run, but cant hide") We continued straight then there was a sharp curve in the road and I attempted to swerve but my tire turned to far and I skidded across the asphalt leaving my knee, side and shoulder bleeding. I shot up and grabbed my bike I knew it was too late to try and start riding again so I ran to the nearest bush and jumped behind there. Luckily, he didn't see me because of the turn so he continued going. I watched as he rode by and hastily grabbed my phone out of my back pocket. I knew who would be able to help us. I hurried and dialed the number and after two rings he picked up. " Harlow? Are you okay?" My step-dads deep voice answering sounding concerned. " No I'm not" my voice cracked as tears started forming I hurried and wiped them away. I have never cried in front of him and I'm not about to start it now...