So They've Robbed You Blind

I was breathing, hard and heavy,the oxygen burning its way in and out of my lungs. My legs were aching,the muscles burning,and straining,but I kept running. I hit a few branches,leaving a few scratches on my pale bleeding arms. Hot tears ran down my face, but I blinked them away, my vision blurring slightly.
I heard a car horn,and the realization that I was no longer in the wooded areas hit me. I continued running,across 17 streets,I sharply turned left. 14 blocks down,I turned right,heading 3 more blocks down.
I ran straight into a tall man,about 5'10",and knocked him to the ground.The man had brown hair,slightly longer than mine,spiked up in every direction,and chocolate brown eyes.His arms,covered in tattoos,were built up decently,and the tears came faster.
I panicked,whimpering in pain,and fear. I tried to get up,to keep running,but the man grabbed me. "Hey,oh god,Hey,Are you alright? why are you bleeding? Where are you running to?Oh my god,im so sorry. " he was going on. i screamed,and tried to run. "HEY!!" He called,running after me.
"STOP!" I yelled,running as fast as I could. Then I stopped. There was a blue 1976 Vega driving up to me.

It Was Him.