Someone I used to know... (Pjoxmalereader)

The inner politics of an Arby's

Part 4: Trips around mindscapes

The worker looked at the 2 people in front of him, bloodshot eyes staring blankly as they both looked at the menu screen above his head, eyes full of indecision. The young one looked around 13, while the older one looked around early 30's. The older one looked at him with eyes like embers, grinning apologetically .

"Are you going to order anything sirs?" the worker said in a tired voice. The kid looked at him with a smirk. "We're getting there, it's your job to serve us" The man whacked him over the head. "Now (Y/N) be nice." The boy muttered under his breath. "It's ok" the man said "we were just about to leave". They both head out the door into the cold air.

The worker sighed and put his head in his hands. Finally he could have some peace. The door swung open and he immediately shot right up before all the colour drained from his face.

"I-I thought they caught you" The man stuttered out as he reached for the alarm under the desk. A silenced gunshot to the chest sent him tumbling to the floor. "Really Clyde, you think that could stop me?" The man laughed as he jumped over the desk and crouched next to him. "The horse man will be fuming when he finds I'm back, but that can wait. Goodbye Clyde" Another gunshot went off and Clyde went limp, not hearing the door open and close as the man left.

"So, what are we gonna do now? We've been in the city for almost a week and we haven't done anything."

The pair walk side by side, with Darren smoking a cigarette.

"Kid I don't think you understand, we are in new york, and I don't know about you, but we just escaped a mental hospital that was like a labyrinth so I reckon we can lay low for a while, and besides, the forest disappeared, so we can't go back into the hospital anyway so might as well hang here."

The boy sighed. He didn't want to spend any more time in the city than he had to. Darren smirked and pointed to the other side of the street.

"Go over there and keep walking in the direction we're going, I'll meet you soon but I've just got to do something."

(Y/N) nodded and stalked off, narrowly avoiding cars and having some very polite new yorkers call him things

"Stupid Darren, let's just go somewhere safe"

The boy reached the other side and started walking, with Darren going down a dark alleyway while pulling out a knife before he seemed to melt into shadows.

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