Concussed

Benji

When I pushed myself up onto my hands and knees blood dripped from the tip of my nose onto the grass, creating a dark wet stain beneath me. I took a few steady breaths to try to orient myself and then lifted one leg. I wanted to get the hell away from the Lancer in case he tried to do anything else.

As I got to my feet I steadied myself with one hand on the cement barrier. I used it as a guide to put one foot in front of the other to make my way down its length and around the side. By the time my boots struck the pavement I was able to lift my head and look up.

The headlights of the Lancer went off and the driver took his foot off the gas. Finally. The prick.

I wavered on the spot and leaned more heavily on the barrier.

That’s when I heard someone yelling my name.

I looked out across the road to the other side.

Charlie was running toward me. She was hauling ass. Her arms pumped by her sides and I could hear her boots striking the pavement. She shot a look over at the Lancer as t