The streets.

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-Continuation of "Unexpected". If you forgot how that chapter went i'd say go read it again otherwise this wouldn't make much sense--

--BBS gang x Evan--

--3rd POV--


Evan walked down the street of the ghetto neighborhood. Worn down building with broken windows, house doors open with no one in them. Graffiti, broken bottles, and trash littered the streets and sidewalks. You could here people arguing and in the distance, a group of guys beating the shit out of someone with broken and rusty pipes. 

Evan was known around these parts of town, being the most worthy person to be a gang leader. He walked past the guys, glancing down at the man they have just beaten. Blood covered his disoriented face, making Evan glace up at the men as they waved at him and give them an approving nod at their work. 

Evan continued his way down the street, to the abandoned bank, seeing that there was already a group of people in there. He sighed, pulling out some lock picks and started to pick lock the door on the left side of the bank. It wasn't a big bank, there was 2 doors on either side of the bank, glass windows in the front, and more windows the covered the side of the bank passing the doors. 

He opened the door, to be greeted with a bullet into his shoulder. There was complete silence, as Evan looked up at the man holding the gun with shaking hands. "S-sorry man, you scared me." Evan walked up to the man, slowly taking the gun out of his hand before pistol whipping him to the ground. 

"Sorry Evan, he's kinda new to this part of town." Mike said. Evan dropped the gun, before taking the lock picks that he used before, and using them to pull the bullet out of his shoulder. "It's ok." Evan sighed, before dropped the bullet with the lock picks to the ground and sitting in one of the wooden chairs. "It's been a long day." 

Mike chuckled, sitting next to Evan as the rest of the guys just talked in the corner of the bank. "A group of guys tried robbing me last week, and they made me drop my soda." Evan said, looking out the windows of the bank seeing people wondering the streets with their "friends" and other people fighting for no reason. "How did that go?" Mike said, lighting a cigarette. "Swell, actually." Evan laughed before continuing. "They asked me to lead their gang and I 'politely' said no." 

"Hmm.." Mike hummed hitting his cigarette. "Whats brings you back here? You've been gone for months." Evan leaned back into the chair thinking for a moment. "I have no idea. I guess fighting those guys made me realize how much I miss this lifestyle." Mike nodded in understanding, he was about to speak before the sound of someone trying to open the bank doors interrupted them. 

A man, covered in blood banged on the window screaming. "Let me in! Please! They're trying to kill me!" Mike got up of his chair, running to the door and unlocking it pulling the man in and locking the door again. He led him to the counters of the bank, sitting him down. Evan chuckled, looking at mike. "You've become soft." Mike shrugged. "What do you think would happen to me after you left? Without our ruthless friend around I would obviously forget the ways of a mad man." 

Evan nodded again, looking at the guy he pistol whipped earlier laying on the floor. "Right." More banging came to the window, Making mike and Evan look up at a group of guys. "I know you have him in here! I saw you grab him! Give him back to us and nobody ge-" The man on the other side of the window stopped, while staring at Evan. He grinned. "Shit. Gotta Blast." Evan stood up before Mike grabbed his arm. "Who's that?" Evan sighed. "The guy who tried robbing me. GOTTA BLAST." Evan ran to the other side of the bank, unlocking the door and making a run for it. 

"You can't run forever! I'll hunt you down if I have to!" 

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There will be a part 3 later on. 

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