Running

Have you seen those movies where the good guy is being chased and he crashes into a fruit stand so the whole area gets flooded with fruit to distract the chasers?


I did something of the sort.


See, I am not athletic at all. Stringy would be a better description. The thing is that those guys were coming at me from behind. In front of me there was a funeral and a coffin. So I made a judgement error, like those NASA guys mixing up with the decimal system and inches. Yeah, I thought it's only a small jump, I can do it and I managed to get my foot stuck in one of the coffin handles and stumble while pulling the whole thing after me as I rolled on the floor.
I was completely terrified as I tried to land as gracefully as I could, the coffin was crashing behind me and I couldn't bear to look just in case it opened. If it did, best case scenario would be that it was empty, which would completely blow away whatever plan Mark was carrying out. Worst case scenario would mean there would be someone inside the box. I also had to avoid it from crashing my legs, so I was really scared.


Suddenly, to my head came the worsest scenario possible: the coffin would open and Mark would actually be dead and inside of it.


Lucky me, the coffin crashed a couple of inches away of my foot and it remained closed. I looked up and saw my parents staring at me with a look of total shock. I managed to mouth the words I'm sorry before realizing that Don Johnson and Jet Li were now running in my direction.
FUCK RUN suddenly filled my vision, so I got up and started running as fast as I could. The cemetery back door was opened into a busy street which run left to right. I couldn't think about where to turn, but as I was drawing close a huge arrow appeared on thin air pointing me to the right. I made a sharp turn and risked looking back. It seemed that both guys had had some trouble with my brother's friends and Don Johnson was shouting at some BGWG while Jet Li was looking at me and talking into his walkie. I looked down the street and saw a big marker over a white car at the end of the street, it said ME.
I headed straight towards the car. I still did not trust this hacker, but at least however it was knew more about what was going on than me. As I came closer, the door opened and the most beautiful woman I had ever seen came out of the car. She had her hair cut short and dyed red and had a lip piercing cutting a incredibly sweet smile in half. She was wearing dark clothes that looked like a catsuit with cleavage. Her body was incredible, like the kind you see in magazines only after hours of airbrushing and photoshopping. She was wearing dark glasses and had a big phone-like gadget in her hands.
"Here, catch," she said throwing the device at me. "Pick your jaw from the floor and get in the car. I'll explain."
I slowly closed my mouth as I grabbed the thing. It had a huge screen and I could see the last three messages sent: fuck run, → and me.
I got in the car and looked at my saviour.
"Who the hell are you? What is this thing? Who were those guys? What the fuck...?"
She was still smiling as she turned the car on and did an 180º turn that had me crushed to my seat and searching franticly for the seatbelt.
"Emma, a sort of smartphone, police and about the fuck, it is a possibility, you do look cute."
"What?"


Everything was moving too fast for me. It took me about ten seconds to realize she was answering my questions.


It actually was a couple of minutes before I understood that she had actually been flirtatious with me while doing so.