Dream

I walked slowly along the sidewalk. the city lights dim from their height from above
The rain drizzled on, soaking my back through my hooded sweatshirt
A screech broke the damp air, a black Mercedes as rolled to a stop beside me
I turn
three strangers jump from the car and aim silver shinning guns
"Get In!"
I freeze
no one else around
feet to heavy to run
throat to dry to scream for help
Suddenly, I am no longer alone.large muscular arms wrap around my body, warmth enters my insides.
I glance back
he is a year or two older than me, dark blue eyes, brown longish hair
he wore only red shorts
"What are you doing?" I yelled in surprise, not only because he appeared out of nowhere, but because it was defiantly thirty degrees and he wore only shorts
no shoes
no shirt
no hat
just shorts
"What are you doing?" I asked again
"My job. Protecting you." he boomed
Just as one of the strangers fired his gun, the boy with red shorts spun me behind him, my feet never touched the ground.
Bang!
I wake
It was only a Friday night dream.