WARNING, this book contains SMUT VIOLENCE GUN USE PROFANITY SENSITIVE TOPICS
( AND POSSIBLE GRAMMAR ERRORS :P )
╰┈➤ Eren discovers his last hope just as everything is about to come to an end.
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I spin around on my cheap office chair, waiting for another customer to walk in and hear the bell ring. I've always despised weekend night shifts; why do they allow students to work so late? especially a gas station
I look up at the clock that was above the glass doors, "12:31 am" for fucks sake
I grab a pack of gum from the counter and open it, popping two pieces into my mouth. I started chewing and took out my phone to see what was going on.
No notifications, bruh. I put my phone away and sit back in my office chair, hoping that someone interesting would just stroll in; the drunk ones are always the most entertaining because they never stop talking and actually keep me from checking the time.
My phone lights up and see that my boss had messaged me, please dont tell me im extended, I only have like 30 minutes left
I start typing until I hear a customer come in, I look up and didnt think much of it, I go on my phone again and finish what I was typing
you can go home in like 15, i need to get the store ready tomorrow to get some work done, just make sure you've swept and face the shelves alr?
i gotchu
I look up from my phone and notice the guy in-front of me, now wearing a ski mask. oh youre fucking kidding-
He points the gun at my head, afraid for my life I was speechless, he nods his head at the cash register and I nod shakily, when I said I wanted something interesting, I didnt mean this?
My shaky hands start to rummage through the cash, fuck, fuck, Im gonna die. I dont wanna die
Out of fear, I throw the coins and papers at him.
I start sobbing and begged him to not kill me, I didnt think it was time for me to die? this is why I dont want to work night shifts
The guy lowers his gun towards my chest and I swear my soul was already ascending.
The bell chimes again
A customer?
I encourage him to run away or something since I don't know what to do in these situations; why would this moron just stroll in when there's someone with a gun? windows or glass doors? Can't he see? Is he fucking stupid?
I yell, "run!"
Rather than listening to me, he pulls out a revolver and threatens the robber, saying, "Who the fuck do you think you are?" Is he insane? does he know-
Do they know eachother?
The robber, unable to move, shoots at my arm, holy fuck no, please no, I cant get my arm amputated, I screamed in agony and pain, the amount of blood that was leaking out of my body was a disgustingly huge amount. I fell down onto the floor hoping this was just a dream, another gunshot, and more yelling.
I heard glass shattering, screaming, gunshots, is this what dying feels like
girl you're fine its just your arm
The guy hops over the counter, looking at me in worry, "holy shit, i need to get you out of here" he says breathless, he pulls his phone out and asks for two ambulances.
I hated seeing blood, I always have, it made me feel sick to my stomach.
