EDITING- Her Courage, His Burning Rage (Book 3) (Dark Of The Moon)

Chapter 7

~Sam's Pov~

I was standing on a crowded elevator with my mail cart and an empty stomach that needed to be filled with food. I tried not to move to much in the elevator considering there was barely leg or arm room. Plus, I tried not to freak out at the 5ft 5 Chinese man staring at me drinking a carton of white milk pretty aggressively.

The same guy who gave me the 411 last week starts talking to the guy and I am pretty sure the Chinese guy didn't like them him because he pushed him away snarling.

As soon as the elevator comes to my stop I am rudely pushed back by the short Chinese man in a tailored suit and black rimmed glasses. He steals my jacket and high tails out of the elevator with me chasing after him.

"Hey! Give me back my jacket!" I shouted nearly on his ass. Refrain from thinking any gross thoughts! People! I was right behind him before he throws my jacket right in my face then slammed me with great force against the wall right next to the public restroom door.

"You Witwicky! Come with me! Now!" He pleaded dragging me around the corner to where the public restroom is at.

He opens the door pushing me inside one of the stalls and shuts the door. It felt so uncomfortable being in this smelly room in the dark with a man I don't know. He peaks over the top of the stall before jumping back down.

"You! And that other girl are in deep trouble! You two are in deep Wang! I repeat deep Wang!" The guy yelled, my eyes widened when he suddenly unzipped his brown khaki pants.

My eyes flash downward than back up at him."I'm going to punch you," I threatened.

The man paused before pulling out a newspaper from between his thighs, he runs it underneath my nose. Jesus! Why me?! Why do I get myself in these types of situations?!

"Take it! You'll need it!" He pleaded, forcing it into my hand. He runs out of the stall before I could respond, damn it! I ran out after him carrying the newspaper following him straight to his office.

Barging in. "Excuse me! No one pushes me into a bathroom stall without an explanation!" I cried. The Jerry guy doesn't answer me like I had hoped he only wailed out "We're not boyfriend's!"

"Well you stuck your package out in my face!"

"Leave Witwicky! Now!" He hollered, something seemed off about his body language and that's why I asked, "Are you feeling, okay?"

"Uh huh, hemorrhoid," He choked. I nodded.

I ran to my desk and sat down. I open up the newspapers looking for something that can pinpoint exactly what he meant. Russian space program shut down? The dark side of the moon? Why would he give me this?

My head instantly snapped up at the sound of screaming and running feet. I jumped up from my chair and run to the window. I saw the Wang guy falling and screaming to his death.

"Come on people! Yes, a workmate died, but looking out the window is not going to bring him back! The man was depressed. You can keep watching him but he's not getting up, you all read Humpty Dumpty." Bruce says, nonchalantly.

Instantaneous, one of my workmates is thrown into the wall, and the printer that he was using started to transform into a murderous decepticon.

The Decepticon shot everything in its way - which was pretty much everything in the office- to get to me. I started running, trying to get away from the murderous alien.