Something about the other night...it's...nah, i don't believe in that stuff. Too good to be true.
''Hey, kid? You left this behind.'' Someone says and i look up...seeing him.
''I should really be more careful.'' I say as he hands me my phone. I brush my hair out of my eyes...incidentally exposing the scar through my right eyebrow.
''Carly, right? We met in the LSPD lockup last weekend. I'm Johnny.'' He says.
''Yeah...i remember. Sorry, Johnny. It's just been one of those days.'' I say. He sits next to me, noticing the scar and i notice some of his. I like scars for some weird reason.
''How'd you get that scar?'' He asks.
''Car accident last year. Someone ran me and my dad off of the road and we crashed into a utility pole, knocking out the power in most of Los Santos.'' I say.
''I stole a motorcycle once when i was 17. Crashed it and went flying head first into a stop sign. That's how i got this one.'' He says, pointing to the scar above his right eye.
''What, no laugh? You are in a strange mood.'' He says.
''Just trying not to think about it. Sometimes i feel like i'm losing control.'' I say.
''Listen to me...whoever's hurting you in any way, you let me know. Okay? You're young, you don't need to be put through hell.'' He says.
''Thank you, Johnny.'' I say.
''You're welcome, kid. Now come on, lets get outta here. This place is making me go crazy.'' He says before we stand up and i readjust my backpack. ''Aw, see? There's a little laugh.'' He says after i laugh softly.
''Nice bike.'' I say as we walk over to a blue and white Hexer and get on. I hang onto Johnny before we drive off, leaving Ammunation behind for now.