Seth ran faster, toppling over a few trash cans on the way. His heart was racing, head pounding and lungs begging for air but he couldn't stop. Because if he did, Seth knew that it was the end for him.
When he couldn't take anymore, his legs gave out from underneath him. He fell to the ground with an 'OOF!'. But then he heard his voice. Seth quickly got up, ignoring his pain the best way he could, and hid behind a corner of an old abandoned building. His hard breathing stopped when he heard the voice of his aggressor.
"You think you can get away from me don't you, you little bitch?", the coldness of his voice made Seth shiver. The menacing tone of his voice, followed by a deep, dark chuckle.
He could hear the footsteps getting closer…and closer…
And right when he thought it was 'it' for him, the shining of bright lights and the sound of a siren caught his attention full on. The light shined bright as can be, reflecting on the side of the building, and Seth hoped that it wouldn't give him away. Though Seth knew exactly who it was, when he heard the siren.
"What are you doing out this time of night, son?", he heard a voice say.
The cops.
"Oh, um…just taking a little stroll, ya' know?", he heard his aggressor say, followed by a nervous chuckle
This could be my one and only chance!
The officer said something else, but Seth could only hear it from a distance as he pushed himself off the wall, struggling back a pained moan as he ran.
And he ran and ran and ran. He ran until he saw the descending light from a distant light pole, which lit up the small area of one of the local bus stops.
It may have been luck or a blessing or even both because the bus pulled right up.
Seth sped up his pace, and just as the bus was about to pull off, Seth reached it, banging on the door.
The driver opened the door and Seth sighed with relief. He looked around, noticing that no one was on the bus.
Of course! Who else would be trying to go somewhere this time of night?
He could barely breathe from all the running, or hear because the pounding of his heartbeat echoed in his ears.
"You got money, kid?", the driver said. He was overweight, wearing an old grey shirt with a stain on the front and he had a toothpick sticking out of the side of his mouth.
Seth tried to control his breathing as he dug down in his pocket, feeling some loose change and a few dollars.
As he handed the money to the driver, he prayed that that would be enough.
"Alright, take a seat"
Seth walked to the back, plopping down in one of the seats. He was tired, exhausted and his body hurt so, so much.
Before he drifted off to sleep, he faintly heard the driver speak again
"Where you headed, kid?"
Seth thought about it for a moment. He really didn't have anywhere to go, none of his family lived around there.
"As far as this bus'll take me", he replied, hearing the driver let out a laugh/grunt before feeling the bus take off.
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