White Runner

Chapter 3

“Umm…”

I’m backing up like I’m going to die . I end up smacking my elbow on a door frame. Crying out again.

“You should be more careful with your self. I can’t always save you “

“Save me? This is twice I’ve seen you. I didn’t ask for this!”

“Let’s get this bed outside. My grandmother needs it gone “

He points to the bed

I sigh and say okay

Once that’s done- he hands me a towel once we’re back in the house to grab the base boards. Not sure why. So I dry my hands.

But he crowds me in my space. So I start blubbering.

“I won’t tell anyone what you did I promise! Just let me go! My daughter is in the car watching her tv! It’s the only reason I said I could help you for a minute “

While I’m ranting my life story- he runs his knuckles over my cheek down my hurt arm. Smiling.

“Omg omg omg- I don’t want to die!!!”

This makes him sad and to lose a little color. But he steps back. Allows me to run to my car.

But just as I’m about to get to my car. A hand grabs my hurt arm. Completely popping something which causes me to drop to my knees.

But this guy leans down “ the council would like to have a meeting with you”

John comes behind the guy that grabbed me knocking him out.

Then I hear tapping on the window it has me looking back seeing Emma. He shakes his head no. Don’t run his eyes has me locked on his.

I scramble to my car. Locking the doors instantly. Slamming on the gas pedal.

Great now I have to go to er today. That hurt so badly

Just as I’m about a block away. I see John step on the porch with a g*n pointed right at my attacker. After yelled words. John shoots my attackers arm right in the elbow. I have a millisecond though of how’d they find me before I turn green with what just happened.

I have to slam the car into park. Open the driver door.. and vomit. I can’t hold it.

So I lock my car- making the driver side unlocked bc of me.

My eyes are closed. I’m bent over with my forehead sitting on the inside of my door panel. I look run over. Snot and spit coming out of my mouth. Just dangling out of me . Pure FML moment

but John walks to the side of me. I can’t see him. But I hear him crunching leaves as he comes closer.

“What do you want with me?! I didn’t do anything to deserve this! We’re good people! I enjoy helping people! I don’t deserve to die!”