SERLIA'S POV
I gasp at the force the burly guy uses to toss me...my back hitting the wall .The three figures towering over my frame grin to themselves in triumph ...one of them finally approaching my frail bruised figure on the ground.
"Look miss" he says trailing a figure on my jaw"..we don't bite... just a little fun never hurt.." I stare at him in pure horror and distaste holding back the bike rising from the pit of my stomach.
Using whatever momentum I have left in my body..I headbutt him, causing him to stagger back and my head starts spinning.Darting up, I take to my heels.. the heavy footfalls of my pursuers behind me.
Soon though...to my horror they catch up issuing a hit that has me seeing stars.My vision blurs as tears run down my stinging cheeks.One of them grabs my petal blouse ripping it off ...and a shivers run down my spine.
I abandon whatever self reliance I thought I had and scream for help.. hoping someone would hear my cry in this line alley. they immediately frown at my action..one of them slapping a had over my mouth..while the other two unbuckled their belts in excitement at the treat
Just then both their eyes went lifeless and their red fountain spraying all over my frame.i gasp in horror as a silhouette of someone approaches me.The third of the guys looks as horrified as me..
Taking the chance of his confusion..I turn on my heels and sprint out of the alley... not wanting to know what happens if a stay...