#jxspers

Monty ran down the street towards the bus stop, zipping his hoodie up tight. His face itched from the heavy make up smeared on to cover a bruise on his cheek. He'd barely made it to the bus, he clunked into the back most seat away from the other kids. He ran from his grandfather's to the bus stop, and left from his parent's house around midnight to his ggrandfather's. He normally tried to enjoy the bus ride to and from as his only promised saftey. He'd read the fifteen minute there and the fifteen back, but his eyes were too tired. And his body ached, he wasn't ready for the mad dash to the safety of his first class. He knew he wouldn't make it five steps before the bully grabbed him, he was a skinny asthmatic. He was used to it. Using everybit of strength in him he stood up and got off the bus.

                   She was being followed, that much she knew.                    But why who and why, Shilo had no clue. All that                    mattered however was that she stayed safe and                    hidden in the shadows that she currently resided                    in now. Her breathing was labored but as quiet as                    she could manage, and as she dug into her bag                    for any sort of weapon, she began to panic. Being                   separated from the Graverobber shouldn't have been                   this big of a deal, she should be able to protect herself.                   And yet here she was panicking in the shadows, running                   from men she didn't know. Perfect.