I heard a loud blast from a car horn, and saw the blue mustang round the corner. I took off running; I turned a corner into an alley and stopped at a chain link fence, too high to jump. I took my switchblade out of my bra cup and sawed a hole big enough to fit through. 'My switch-blade! I'm such an idiot! I could have pulled it on bob, but that'd give him a reason to kill me right there and then.'

The mustang stopped in front of the alley and I turned and ran.

"Ha Ha, car can't fit through there!" I yelled, wincing at the pain in my side.

I looked back and saw Bob and his goons following me. I guess the hole was too big.

I turned out of the end of the alley and I guess Bob had caught up to me; he grabbed my arm and pulled me back into the darkness of the alley and slamming me against the wall.

"Aww, you see now? If you had just co-operated the first time, I wouldn't have to kill you." He said digging his hand into my shirt to get the switch I had hidden. "I lost my blade, you don't mind if I use yours do ya' honey?"

Two guys were holding my already bruised wrists up against the wall so that Bob's hands were free to fondle me.

I lifted my leg to kick Bob, but he jabbed me in the side with the handle of my switch.

"Next time, the blade'll be out!" Bob pressed the switch on my blade and the reflection of my face caught it for a moment. "Now if you just be nice and let us have some fun, we'll let you go." He pushed the blade lightly to my stomach under my t-shirt and yanked the blade toward him, cutting my shirt open from the bottom and stopping at my chest. He pushed his lips into mine and began to kiss me roughly; I kissed back, formulating a plan in my head.

I bit down on his bottom lip, hard, tasting the blood that flowed into my mouth. Bob pushed away and I took off. I felt light headed and dizzy, but I pushed my legs as hard as I could to run faster, my legs were numb and I couldn't feel my ankle. I was thankful for that.

I turned in between two houses and ducked behind some trash cans. I saw three guys pass me, Randy, Allen, and Ace, no Bob or Shooter. I ignored the fact that I was bleeding all over myself and got up and staggered into someone's back yard. I hopped two fences and by the time I was at the top of the third one, Bob and Shooter had spotted me. I jumped back down, now feeling the pulsing pain in my left ankle. I ignored all of the pain and ran for my life, cutting through buildings and parks, leaving a trail of blood behind me. I looked back to see if Bob and his goons were following me, and I hit something hard. 'Shit I hit a tree! I'm so stupid!' I fell back and hit my head on the concrete.

I looked up and saw 7 guys standing in front of me. I crawled backward in shock.

"Greasers!" I said in an alarmed voice. 'I'm really gonna' get it now! I wish I still had my blade.'