I left Hell's Kitchen and everyone when I was eighteen and never looked back. I never thought much about that shit hole I called home. I moved as far away from them as I could. All the way to California. I went to L.A. with the hopes of being a big...
I was at Matts place he was kind enough to let me stay here. Give me a change of clothes and even let me sleep in his bed while he took the couch. Even after all his kindness I still snuck out of his apartment in the middle of the night against his wishes. Once I outside I realized that it was not only raining but down pouring. I had no money for a cab so I had no choice but to walk home in the rain.
Once I reached my apartment I was completely soaked all the way through. When I reached my door I was not surprised to see that it was open. The cops probably did not even bother to close it when they left. I did not dare turn on any of my lights out of fear that someone would see. That someone would come for me.
I quickly headed in practically running into my living room. Even though I wanted to run in and out I could not help but stop as I looked to the blood stain that was still on the carpet. I looked away and moved more quickly to the bathroom. I climbed up onto the toilet and opened up the vent reaching into it to grab the thumb drive I put in there days before. I grabbed it and turned to head out not wanting to be hear any longer.
I did not make it very far when someone came out behind me and slammed me into the wall. I was quickly pulled from the wall and tossed to the ground. My eyesight started to blur from hitting my head on the floor. All I could do was hope I would not lose consciousness. If I did I would be dead for sure. I could not see what was happening but I could hear the sound of a switchblade being snapped open. I struggled to push myself up the wall. But all I could do was watch his blurry form walk towards me.
He only stood a few feet in front of me when another man appeared in the doorway. He was dressed in all black and a mask. I watched in shock as he came running inside. He swung out at my attacker who easily blocked the masked man. I tried to watch, to make out what was happening but my head hurt and they were moving to fast. It was all one big black blue filled with grunting and the sound of failed and landed punches.
The masked man was then thrown threw my table but as if nothing happened he quickly got up, blocking my attacker's kick. He grabbed him by the leg then the arm and elbowed him in the face. Before punching him over and over in so many spots and so fast I had no idea what or who I was looking at.
I heard bones cracking and could only hope it was my attacker and not the masked man. The two of them continued to fight viciously. Kicking, punching, and even flipping around the room. At one point the two of them fell to the ground but that did not stop them from kicking the shit out of each other as they laid on the floor.
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My attacker got up first quickly followed by the masked man. The masked man viciously threw the other into a wall. My attacker got up and tried to do the same thing but the masked man flipped around him landing back on his feet. Then the next thing I know the two of them weren't flying out my window. Then three stories down to the pavement below.
