Strange Things Are Happening, chapter 12
Mike looked at Billie, then at the girl.
"I told you that you would be in trouble," she growled.
Mike looked back down at Billie. Blood was gushing from his eye socket. The girl glared at Mike with a strange hunger in her eyes. She stepped forward, her foot stepping in the blood. He could hear it sloshing underneath her foot. Mike stepped backward. His foot landed on something slimy. It made a squishing noise as all of his weight went down on it. He looked down, and there was a human heart.
The girl laughed, "Your friend here has no heart."
Then she jumped towards Mike. He ducked away from her. She spun her body around, and grabbed a hold of his shirt collar. He fell down, and twisted his body so that her arm would also twist. He heard a popping sound, and looked back at the girl. She was glaring at him with such hate in her eyes that a cold chill shot up his spine and through the rest of his body. She was standing there with only one arm. The other was still grasped on to his collar.
The girl once again jumped at Mike. Without any hesitation, Mike jerked the arm off of him and swung it into the face of his attacker. As she fell backwards, Mike got up and ran off the bus.
He could feel the hands of those around him touching his body as he ran past them. He tried to smack them away with the arm he still clutched in his hand. When one of the people grabbed it, he just let it go and shot out of the crowd as fast as he could go.
He didn't know where he going. He only knew that he was alone. He would have to get away from that area if he wanted to live. Mike began to think about his daughter. He would have to stay alive for her. He couldn't imagine what would happen to Estelle if he died. Then he remembered about Tre and Billie. He tried to push the image of himself having to tell Frankito and Ramona about their father, and Adrienne and her sons about Billie.
"I can't do that!" he screamed in his head.
Mike's body was slowly started to force him to slow down. It couldn't keep operating at this speed for that long. Mike pushed himself to keep running. He had to get far away from that graveyard. He started gaining speed as he made his legs move faster.
Then, he tripped.
Mike fell face first into the ground. He sat up, gasping for air. His hand went to his nose, and as he pulled it away and looked, he noticed that his hand was covered in blood. He looked behind him to see what he had tripped over. What he saw astonished him.
He just couldn't believe his eyes.
"I told you that you would be in trouble," she growled.
Mike looked back down at Billie. Blood was gushing from his eye socket. The girl glared at Mike with a strange hunger in her eyes. She stepped forward, her foot stepping in the blood. He could hear it sloshing underneath her foot. Mike stepped backward. His foot landed on something slimy. It made a squishing noise as all of his weight went down on it. He looked down, and there was a human heart.
The girl laughed, "Your friend here has no heart."
Then she jumped towards Mike. He ducked away from her. She spun her body around, and grabbed a hold of his shirt collar. He fell down, and twisted his body so that her arm would also twist. He heard a popping sound, and looked back at the girl. She was glaring at him with such hate in her eyes that a cold chill shot up his spine and through the rest of his body. She was standing there with only one arm. The other was still grasped on to his collar.
The girl once again jumped at Mike. Without any hesitation, Mike jerked the arm off of him and swung it into the face of his attacker. As she fell backwards, Mike got up and ran off the bus.
He could feel the hands of those around him touching his body as he ran past them. He tried to smack them away with the arm he still clutched in his hand. When one of the people grabbed it, he just let it go and shot out of the crowd as fast as he could go.
He didn't know where he going. He only knew that he was alone. He would have to get away from that area if he wanted to live. Mike began to think about his daughter. He would have to stay alive for her. He couldn't imagine what would happen to Estelle if he died. Then he remembered about Tre and Billie. He tried to push the image of himself having to tell Frankito and Ramona about their father, and Adrienne and her sons about Billie.
"I can't do that!" he screamed in his head.
Mike's body was slowly started to force him to slow down. It couldn't keep operating at this speed for that long. Mike pushed himself to keep running. He had to get far away from that graveyard. He started gaining speed as he made his legs move faster.
Then, he tripped.
Mike fell face first into the ground. He sat up, gasping for air. His hand went to his nose, and as he pulled it away and looked, he noticed that his hand was covered in blood. He looked behind him to see what he had tripped over. What he saw astonished him.
He just couldn't believe his eyes.
