For the first time in two years, I felt helpless.
It was like deja vu all over again, except this time I'm sober and well aware of what happened.
I watched as the car sped off with the fifteen year old redhead I've become so attached to. I almost felt like crying as I chased after it through the small alley behind the stretch of stores, jumping over rubbish cans and kicking stray cats out of my way as I ran.
I didn't even have my gun with me, or I would've easily taken out their tires. I didn't know if they saw that I was chasing them, because knowing them, they'd be shooting at me by now. But maybe they saw it useless, since there's no way I would've caught them anyways.
I slowed down with my breathing heavy as they pulled onto the main road, and my heart fell when it dawned on me.
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