The Dead

The night was unusually dark as the boy walked home from his lame job at Johnny's Repair Shop. He tried to think of nothing, nothing at all. He tried to feel nothing. Nothing at all. At the age of seventeen that wasn't very hard to accomplish, though the acheness of being ever so lonely didn't not fade. Nevertheless, there was something hauting him, his head, his mind.
"Ahhhh! Someone! Please somebody help me!" The piercing shriek went through the barrier of numbness. But it didn't matter. He would not get involved in this. So he kept on walking.
He heard footsteps against the gravel. They approched dangerously fast. He kept on walking but not for long. A hand gripped his shoulder, but he didn't dare turn around.
"Please, you have to help me," her voice was the only thing that made him stop from running away.
"Sorry but I can't help you," he responded with a harsher voice than he intended to.
"Yes you can! Please! He will kill me if he finds me," she exclaimed.
The boy turnrd around, surprised at her words, and when he looked at those eyes he knew he would do anything to save her. But as his respond was coming out from his lips a black car appeared out of nowhere. The girl didn't seem to notice its presence, but the boy saw every single movement the car made. In an instant the car stopped by them. Long enough for them to open one of the car's doors to open and teke the girl away from him. Everything happened so fast that he didn't even stop to think of what he was doing. He grabbed one of the many rocks on the floor and swung. The loud crash indicated victory, he had hit one of the windows of the car. The car stopped and two guys came out and both of them wore ski masks.
"You son of a b---!" One of them yelled as he came close to the boy. He tried to run but his feet wouldn't budge.
"You tryin' to be a hero? Allright then, I will show you hero."
The last thought he had was:
she's dead and I have failed again then everything went black. TBC!!!