Don't Try To Escape
by
Cata
Prologue
The beach at night was so silent. I could hear the waves crashing against
the rocky coast. I could hear the trees swaying. I could also hear my best friend’s
heart thumping. I kicked the sand below my feet.
‘Zibby, I really don’t
think we should be here,’ Lauren whispered to me. She was scared. I could
tell. I sat on a swing swaying. Lauren sat next to me.
‘Why not?’ I asked her. In
my heart, I know the reason why. This was Thursday night, the night out at the
beach of the Gangster-Killer, the worst gang around. It was your worst luck to
come across them.
We sat there in silence for a while, both of us were deep on thinking.
Just when I was about to asked Lauren something. A hand grabbed my shoulder
roughly from behind. I wanted to scream, but a hand was clasped over my mouth. I
smelled strong alcohol. I took a peek at Lauren out of the corner of my eye. She
was getting the same treatment.
I cursed as I saw who it was.
“Hi Esperanza,” Jerry said slyly, his green eyes sparkling in the
moonlight, a grin even slyer flicked across his face. Lauren tried hard not to
scream. I could feel her fear in my heart. I couldn’t do anything.
Jerry was part of the Gangster-Killer, also the first one I had contact
with of the Gang.
“How are you doing?” he asked me while lighting a cigarette and
blowing puffs in my face. I grabbed it and stabbed it on his hand, he slapped me
hard across the cheek, I winced at the pain. “You are warned Esperanza—
don’t stay out after dark.” I closed my eyes, not wanting to hear it.
“Stop it!” Lauren screamed. I gave Jerry a blow on the chest,
knocking the air out of him. I grabbed Lauren and ran for my life.
“After them!” I heard Jerry yelled. We ran with all my might, our
legs skimming over the sand, with Jerry and the Gang close on our heels. I
thanked my track team coach for making me run 5 miles a day at top speed without
stopping, it came in handy. I couldn’t even bear to imagine what would happen
to us if Jerry catch us.
Suddenly, I hit my head. Someone was in my way, and I'd
knocked him down. I
was in such a hurry that I didn’t apologize. Not at all like me. But at this
time, my life was more important. If I was dead, I wouldn't ever be able to
apologize ever.
We kept on running.
Running way forever, with the danger chasing after us.
~~Esperanza
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