Keeping up with Jared Jared slammed into the wall. They grabbed him and shoved him onto the floor. I needed to do something. One of the guys pulls out a blade. Jared would die if I didn’t help him but I couldn’t move; I was frozen with fear. They grab Jared and slam his face into the ground. Don’t think just act. I see an old beer bottle on the floor I grab it and smash it onto the face of one of the attackers. I kick him in the stomach and he falls onto the ground. Jared grabs the second one and punches him in the face. I grab the bottle and smash it into the other attackers leg. Jared is yelling something to me but I can’t hear him. I get slammed into the wall. I lose the bottle and get punched in the face. He punches me again and I black out for a second. The guy smashes glass into my cheek. Jared rips the guy off me. “We need to get out of here,” he says as he helps me up. He half carries me out of the alleyway. I couldn’t stop thinking about what happened before the fight. We