Callen
I was out riding my bike, trying to stay away from my depressing parents, when a car pulled up beside me. There were two men inside who told me to pull over. I was no i***t. I might not have been in this town long, but I knew if some creepy men pulled up in a car, it was best that I not pull over to see what they wanted. They followed along as I weaved in and out of traffic, trying desperately to lose them. Who were these guys? By the look of them, whatever they wanted wasn't good.
After nearly a twenty-minute chase, the driver bumped the back end of the bike, causing it to spin out of control. I skidded hard against the pavement, giving me a severe burn on my left a
