Brooklynne's POV:
I may have been able to run faster with out those boots but that didn't mean it felt better. The concrete mixed with pavement didn't feel good to my feet and occasionally I hissed when I stepped on a stone and it caused me to slow down. I made a turn down an alley and saw the main street ahead. I felt a new rush of strength as I ran towards it.
That is, until I was grabbed again. Even with his wounded leg, that didn't stop him. He moved as if I didn't hurt him at all. I went to scream but before I had a chance to I was thrown up against the brick wall of the building beside us. Knocking all of the wind out of my lungs. This hit was much harder and more powerful than the time Cedric did it to me. This time I coughed as the air flooded back into my lungs.
