Two serial killers are after you... what does 1 do?
"What the he-" I shouted halfway as two people gagged me on my way to my house. I struggled, but one of the guys held a knife up to my neck. I instantly paled.
Oh God, what am I going to do, what am I going to do… was the only thought going through my mind. I simply sat there helplessly as the other one pointed a gun at me.
Suddenly, a combat boot kicked the guy who was holding the gun's balls. He squeaked in pain and fell to the ground while an ecto-blast shot from the girl's wrist… wait… ectoblast?
My usual sarcastic thought of Oh great, my delusions again… was now a happy one. Yes! My delusions are back!
… Which, by the way, sounded weird even to me in my own head.
"What are you doi-" my kidnapper/almost murderer that was holding me shouted before he was also shot with an ecto-beam. He was thrown into a tree and knocked out unconscious. I unwrapped the gag over my mouth in glee while turning to the girl who had saved me.
"Sam?!" I gasped, surprised. She smirked at her job-well-done before blowing some neon green smoke off of the tip of her wrist ray.
"You're welcome," she said sarcastically. I blushed, stammering a little.
"Uh, thanks," I deadpanned, a little late. She rolled her eyes and held out her hand. I grasped it, pulling myself up. She was about to walk away when I called after her.
"Wait!" I shouted. She turned around, seeming a little annoyed as she crossed her arms. "Could you… walk me the rest of the way home? You know… in case something else happens?" She seemed to consider this before sighing.
"Alright. Fine," she said, walking back towards me. I smiled widely, thanking her again. She glanced at me warily. "But you're going to need to be a lot less cheery." I remembered this about her, so I quickly transformed my grin into an indifferent gaze. She nodded her head, and we continued.
"So…" I said awkwardly. She raised an eyebrow at me. "Sorry about… freaking out when you came over a few days ago…" I had come to the realization that maybe that wasn't a dream, and since I was going to treat these illusions of mine like they were real, I wanted to give a proper apology for acting like a lunatic.
"It's okay," she said nonchalantly. "Although I don't know why you acted like that, I assume you had a reason." I felt my face heat up.
"Yeah," I chuckled. We arrived at my house.
"Well, here's your house," she said, indicating towards the house in front of us. "See ya around." I nodded and waved goodbye as she disappeared into a green portal she created with something on her belt. I blinked. Did that just happen?