Chapter 3

I just let out a sound of laughter as I loosen my grip on his hand. I could do this every night of my life and I would never be bored.

Our footsteps were heavily hitting the cemented ground. Both of our breathing was heavy as we both panted.

"STOP THERE, KIDS!" he shouted once again.

Even from here I can practically hear the guy's panting and his heavy footsteps.

The feeling in my chest felt so amazing. It was almost as if it's my first time doing this all over again. My body was hot from all the running. My eyes tear up from laughing. And my heart felt like it was running a whole mile.

The cold breeze of air hit my face and blow my hair as I continued to run. My breathing felt weirdly abnormal.

The feeling was just so indescribable. It was like I was nervous, scared, happy, and at the same time....free.

I was free from everything, every time that I do this. Free from family problems, from school stress, from every single thing that's keeping me from being free.

It's not that I'm a rebel. In fact I'm actually a really good student, daughter, and all in all, as a person. It's just I think everybody deserves a little bit of fun every once in a while.

Fuck the law. There is no law. It's basically just a made up rule a human declared out of nowhere.

Whoever did that, fuck you, bitch.

"What the fu-" He didn't finish when I suddenly took a sharp turn to my right, crossing the streets, still holding his hand.

Sounds of horns filled our ears as the car stopped infront of us, making his eyes widened. This man never did any kinds of trouble in his life and it shows.

We ran infront of a red Mercedes Benz before a laugh left my lips. We continued to passed the street until an old black car that was slow stopped us.

We both stopped for a second and let the car pass because we wouldn't have made it. We stand awkwardly, waiting for the slow car to pass.

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"Go!" I screamed at him, scaring him right away, and that made him move and run.

I dragged him with me to a dark alley and pushed him down behind the garbage. I quickly kneeled down next to him and covered his mouth with my hand to shut him up.

His eyes widened at my action, but I just placed my finger on my mouth, overlapping on my nose, motioning for him to shut up.

"Goddamn it! I'm never gonna get promoted." The officer grunts in disappointment.

Once his footsteps faded away from us, I let go of his mouth and slowly backed away.

His gray eyes was widened in shock of what just happened. I looked down at his neck and saw as his Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

All of the sudden, his breathing became more heavy as he tried to gasp for air. His hand is now rested on his chest as he tries to breath. The color on his face turned crimson. My eyes widened as panick begins to rise through my chest.

His finger pointed at the cemented ground. I looked where he was pointing and saw an inhaler lying on the ground. My hand swiftly grabbed it and hand it to him.

As soon as it was in his reach, he grabbed it faster than Flash and inhaled through it.

"Oops?" I smiled sheepishly at him.

His expression hardened at me.

"Really?" His eyebrows rose up. "Opps is all you're gonna say?" he said in a breathy voice. "You almost got me killed and you give me an opps?" he asked.

He looked really handsome when he's mad. All the things he was saying suddenly didn't made sense as I just looked at his mad eyes. His mouth was mouthing words but I didn't really hear it.

Man, I would've been crushing hard if you're not so rude.

He got looks. I can't deny that.

"...and you're not even listening!" He stood up and patted his pants to wipe off the dust.

I did the same thing and locked down the strap of my backpack around my waist for extra security.

The lights flickered from above us. The alley was dark without it. It was plain creepy.

"Listen here, young man," I point a finger at him as i eyed him hard. "If you minded your own business, maybe you wouldn't be here in the first place!" I finished.

"I am part of the 'business' since my father has been frustrated with himself because he can't catch you-" I didn't let him finish.

"EXACTLY. Your dad's business, not yours. And it's not my fault if he's such a slow officer-" he cuts me off this time.

"Well it's not his fault teenagers like you, do stuff you're not even supposed to be doing!"

I was about to open my mouth to shout at him once again, but a loud clang of metal door in the same alley as we are in, cuts me off. The sound was made from someone behind me.

I didn't even realize that we went to far too the point where we got into the creepy part of the city.

I turned around, my hair whipping around my neck. My green eyes widened once I saw big and muscular guys. They were three in total, and a saw figure was being surrounded by them.

Suddenly, I felt Mr. Inhaler wrap his arms around me, caging my arms in, as he bought me down to hide.

When my knees hit the ground hard and fast, I stopped myself from hissing. His arms was still wrapped around mine. I can feel his breathing in the nape of my neck. His forehead was almost touching the back of my head.

"Where you going pretty lady?" A rough and croaky voice entered my ears.

I watched in disbelief as they touch her shoulders creepily. Their hands was playing with something, I couldn't quite figure out.

"Wha- what do you guys want from me?" she stuttered while tightly gripping her bag.

All three men just laugh at her nervousness. It was disgusting. The sound of their laughter was enough to make me puke an entire gallon. They all screamed trouble.

All their laughs slowly died down. Their expressions turned cold and hard against the girl. Fear glowed in her eyes as she trembles. Her entire body was steady but her hands was shaking so much.

The biggest guy took a step towards her, as he hands her a packet. It was small, but luckily for us, I had a good eye. The packet was filled with white powder and a rolled up dollar bill beside it.

Drugs.

Curiosity filled my head, so I stepped forward.

And you see, that's the biggest mistake I did because I accidentally stepped on a shattered glass.

All men turned around and wore a furious face as they look at the surrounding.