cutie_pop
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The boy strolled in as if he did it every day. "Well well well. We meet again Xylox." he said in a careless tone. He seemed to be talking to the stranger who had the gun aimed at my head. The men around me groaned in an annoyed way.
Xylox took the gun away from my head and aimed it at the boy. The boy didn't move, nor did he flinch but looked Xylox right in the eye. I squeezed my eyes, tight. BANG. I screamed but no one seemed to take any notice. I opened 1 eye, just a bit and gasped. He was still there, standing in the exact same spot.
He sighed and took something small which seemed to be squished into his shirt. It was the bullet that had been shot! Before I had any time to think, he charged himself at Xylox and kicked him in the stomach before Xylox could defend himself.
The other men backed away as if in fright but the boy went for them as well. One by one, he kicked, dodged, punched them all. After he had finished with the last of the remaining men. His gaze fell upon me.
He ran towards me and got out a small, sharp pocket knife. He cut the rope tying my feet in a swift move of his arm and before I could thank him, he grabbed my wrist and ran out of the room. We ran and ran past the van that I was pushed into.
I didn't know where we were going but the boy kept going until we were behind an old building which wasn't being used. He sat down, panting. I sunk down next to him, realising for the first time that I was exhausted.
He looked at me with big, brown, puppy dog eyes. "Are you alright?" His voice was quite soft and full of warmth. I smiled and nodded. "Thanks for saving me." He smiled and raked a hand through his blonde hair. But his hair soon dropped back into place, covering most of his eyes.
He jutted out his lips like a small boy and tried to set his hair back up but failed again. I laughed and soon, he joined in.
To Be Continued...
Xylox took the gun away from my head and aimed it at the boy. The boy didn't move, nor did he flinch but looked Xylox right in the eye. I squeezed my eyes, tight. BANG. I screamed but no one seemed to take any notice. I opened 1 eye, just a bit and gasped. He was still there, standing in the exact same spot.
He sighed and took something small which seemed to be squished into his shirt. It was the bullet that had been shot! Before I had any time to think, he charged himself at Xylox and kicked him in the stomach before Xylox could defend himself.
The other men backed away as if in fright but the boy went for them as well. One by one, he kicked, dodged, punched them all. After he had finished with the last of the remaining men. His gaze fell upon me.
He ran towards me and got out a small, sharp pocket knife. He cut the rope tying my feet in a swift move of his arm and before I could thank him, he grabbed my wrist and ran out of the room. We ran and ran past the van that I was pushed into.
I didn't know where we were going but the boy kept going until we were behind an old building which wasn't being used. He sat down, panting. I sunk down next to him, realising for the first time that I was exhausted.
He looked at me with big, brown, puppy dog eyes. "Are you alright?" His voice was quite soft and full of warmth. I smiled and nodded. "Thanks for saving me." He smiled and raked a hand through his blonde hair. But his hair soon dropped back into place, covering most of his eyes.
He jutted out his lips like a small boy and tried to set his hair back up but failed again. I laughed and soon, he joined in.
To Be Continued...
