Help the guy get his bike

From Create Your Own Story

Remembering how much you use to ride your bike at his age you get your keys out, finding the small silver one that opens up the alley. "come on I got a key" you say waving him to follow. He dogs your step thanking you when you open the gate. Before you can leave he slams the alley gate shut, a loud metalic click tells you its locked. Thinking nothing of it you turn to see him blocking your way. "can you move?" you ask frowning at him. "there's no bike you dumb bitch" he says. Your fear level rises, panic jumps in your throat and you turn around running. You hear his every step pounding against the concrete, suddenly remembering its hard to hear anything from the alley. To many air conditioning units running. You see the other gate farther down the alley and plead to reach it. The teen's hand grabs your shoulder, yanking you off balance. Grunting you hit the damp pavement, your knees and hands sting but you manage to get almost to your feet and stumble forward before he manages to grab you. Struggling you scream for help and he throws you against the hard wall, knocking the wind from your lungs. Coughing you slide to the ground, dirty and afraid.

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