Kat pov

I looked around, this town looked depressing. I suppose it is surrounded my mountains and forestry but come on can't it be happy and cheery. I sighed looking at the petrol gauge on my bike, I need fuel and fast. I really didn't want to stop here. I had to get as far away from my family as possible. My bike began to slowly slow down. Shit! I couldn't even see a petrol station or even a sign for one. I sighed and looked up at the sky, it was getting dark and fast. Shit!

I turned into a car park for a diner called Louis' and cut the engine. I sighed. The place looked dead apart from a woman (which was rather debatable) behind the counter and an old man who was having some coffee. I walked slowly and to the counter to where the woman was standing. She looked even uglier close up. Her aged face was orange with make up and her teeth were yellow presumably from smoking which made her smile super creepy.

"hi there sweetheart what do you need, we got good coffee best in town in fact" She said. I smiled politely and glanced at her name tag : Janice

"Hi, well I'm kinda lost, my bikes running out of gas and I have nowhere to stay tonight." I said quickly feeling like I just told her my life story, when what I could have asked was "where is the nearest petrol station?" - But nope I just couldn't.

She smirked. "just up the street there's a gas station. Across from that there is a motel where you could stay the night. They have maps"

"Oh thank you" I said,quickly walking out the door. At least she gave me what I needed. I can get out of here as quick as possible.

"One more thing" She called. I stopped and looked back. What did she want me to pay her for her information? buy something?

"Welcome to violet hill."It's official She is a creep. I waved awkwardly and practically ran out of the door.

I saw a group of guys who looked about the same age as me, around my bike. One things for sure they better not have scratched it or I swear I will kill each and every one of them.

"er can you get away from my bike" I said.

One of them looked at me as if I was joking. I glared at him and he sort of backed down. One of them smiled,probably their leader.

"why should we? your too delicate to ride a beast like this." He said. Delicate? hell I'll show him delicate!

"who do you think your calling delicate!?" I yelled.

"you doll face" He said whilst stroking my face I batted his hand,this made his face go hard and cold.

He grabbed the collar of my leather jacket and picked me up of the ground. "well you've got a mouth on you and here I thought you were a nice girl"

"yeah well you thought wrong" I said.

That earned me a slap. I could feel my cheek heating up under the pain. It was probably red raw.

"What kind of self-respecting guy hits a girl?" A voice said, I looked over the guys shoulder to see another guy who looked a bit older than me. He had dark brown hair that was kind of tousled and dark brown eyes,that looked rather tired. He wore a white t-shirt which had oil stains on them he must have been working on his car.

I was suddenly dropped to the ground whilst the guy that had me charged at oil stains guy. Fists were thrown about. They were fighting like wild bulls. Oil stains guy just seemed undebatable. He wasn't bleeding or anything unlike the other guy who lip looked burst and his nose was dripping blood. Oil stains served him one more blow with made the other guy fall to the ground in defeat.

Oil stains walked over to me and helped me up off the ground. I had to admit that I was kinda of scared of him now, despite him saving me from that other guy and his groupies. He was all tensed up. His fists were clenched. He grabbed my bike and wheeled it away. I stood frozen in place not quite sure what was happening.

"Well come on then" he said smoothly.

I nodded and did a little jog to him. I turned and look back the group of guys they were surrounding their leader. Looking worried.

"you didn't need to be too rough with him you know" I said to oil stains.

He stared at me as if I was crazy. "are you kidding me anything could have happened to you? those kind of guys are always stirring up trouble"

"How do I know that you're not trouble?" I asked. It was true he may have saved me from a dark and bloody path but how do I know I'm not walking into another one.

He smirked "Oh I'm trouble. Just the kind of trouble you can trust." He explained. Creepy."your bikes clutch switch looks a bit fucked but that's fine I can help you with that."

"oh really how you gonna do that?guy who's name I don't even know yet" I stated.

"oh right the names Duncan and I have a garage up near my house where I can fix it up and give you petrol."

"thanks I guess. My names Kat" Lets just pray to god that I'm not going to be murdered by him or anything like that. I definitely thinking that right now I want the hell away from this town filled with creeps and crazy violent people if I really wanted that I would have stayed at home, but even I knew I can't go home now. I'm too close to freedom.