An Emere's Secret

An Emere's Secret- Chapter 1

Walking down the street, it was dark and quiet. I usually wouldn’t have to walk home, I would either take the bus or my dad would pick me up but he had to work late today and I missed the last bus after soccer practice. I held in my hand a new video game that I just bought for my brother, mike and my backpack in the other hand. This isn’t the first time I’ve had to walk home in the dark by myself I’ve done it a couple times before but I’ve always hated it. I love horror and thriller movies with a passion but anytime I’m somewhere sketchy or in the house alone I always think someone is gonna come kill me. I should probably get the hint that maybe I should cut back on the scary movies but I’m addicted to the suspense and mystery. As I walked home occasionally looking around at my surroundings, I was about 5 blocks away from my house so I started to relax a little. I put my headphones in and began listening to Blink-182. I was crossing the street when I noticed somebody in a hooded black jacket just standing there, it looked like a guy. I decided to just keep walking and pass him without looking his direction. I passed the guy and kept walking without a second thought about him. I turned the corner only 3 blocks away from my house now and I suddenly felt someone push me into the alley way. The person pushed me against the building and I hit my head on the brick wall, knocking my headphones out my ears then they proceeded to turn me around. I saw it was the guy I passed in the black jacket.

“Give me your wallet.” The guy said with his arms against my chest and a knife to my throat. I felt like I could piss my pants. I’ve never been more scared in my life. I couldn’t even open my mouth to say I didn’t have a wallet. “I will kill you! Give me your fucking wallet!” he yelled pressing the blade a little harder on my neck.

“I- I- I- I don’t have anything.” I finally managed to get out it felt like I was choking on my words. I looked him in the eyes and saw he was serious I knew either way if I had money or not he was still gonna kill me. I closed my eyes and just kept repeating in my head ‘please don’t kill me’ over and over again. Suddenly I felt the pressure of his arm and the knife leave my chest and throat. I instantly opened my eyes to find someone else in the alley way slinging the guy with ease against the other wall and lifting him up where his feet were no longer touching the ground. I stood there unable move from fear.

“Leave. Now.” I heard the mysterious stranger say in a very deep voice, it sounded like a man. It was like a mixture between a dogs bark and bears roar. He put the guy back on the ground and let him go. The mugger instantly ran away as soon as the guy let him go. I sighed in relief that I wasn’t dead. I was so fucking lucky but still scared out of my mind. This guy just saved my life. He stood there with his back towards me facing the other wall with his head down.

“Hey.” I said quietly trying to get his attention. He took a couple more seconds to himself and the turned around to look at me. The first thing I noticed instantly was his bluish-greenish eyes.

“Are you okay?” he asked. His voice was different; Normal, same pitch as mine and he was only an inch taller than me and also looked to be around the same age as me. I didn’t understand why the guy was so scared of him and ran off. He was a teen like me. “Are you hurt?” he asked looking at me, worried.

“I’m fine. Hey, tha-” I got cut off right before I could thank him.

“Alright, good. You should get home.” and with that he left without another word, just leaving the alley and turning the corner.

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                I was able to sneak into my house last night without anyone noticing. It was a good thing too because when I went into the bathroom I had a little cut on my eyebrow as well as one on my neck from when he pressed down with the knife. I didn’t get much sleep last night either. I just kept replaying that man trying to rob me and the mysterious boy coming in to save me. I tossed and turn the whole night occasionally dozing off but soon waking back up and before I knew it my mom was knocking on my door to wake me up for school. After I got ready; sliding on a pair of black skinny jeans and a plain white shirt then putting on a pair of black vans I went down stairs ready to head out for school.