I knew Gally, or someone from his mob of angry teenage boys, would be faster than me if I tried to outrun them. But Gally, or someone else, would kill me if I stayed put.
What other options are there?
If I try to run, I'll die.
If I merely stay put, I'll die.
I remembered something, the human brain is set with a fight or flight options. I could fight my way out of this! Oh right, I don't have a weapon, unless throwing up on them counts. So I gotta 'flight' but where? Where can I go that is safe?
I could hear them racing closer with every step. And that's when it hits me. I could run at them. They'll be so shocked! Maybe I can catch them off guard long enough so I can get away. And live another day. Something I never wished for before I got here.
Before I met Minho.
Before I got pregnant.
They were almost to me now. I would only have a few more seconds to unveil my plan. Its now or never Jess. A voice in my head motivated me.
I stand straight up. Ready to run at a group of boys who want me and my baby, dead. I begin to run but I quickly fall to my knees. I throw up again. The advancing boys stop and take a few steps back. I smile a little before I threw up again. I started throwing up blood. I gaped in horror. Minho walked up behind me and I could hear him gasp. I looked up at him once I finished throwing up. For a minute I almost forgot about Gally coming after me. Wanting to kill me. Gally walked over to me slowly, knife in hand. He lowered the knife.
"I'm, I'm so sorry Jess." He said. I was so shocked.
"For real Gally?" I asked him.
Gally laughed. "No. I'm still gunna kill you."

(A/N: I know. Super short chapter!)