My friend requested I did something like this so yeah
Chapter One
Evan's POV
I had to stay over late at Alan's because of a science project. It was a little boring, and kind of awkward in the beginning, but it did get better afterwards. Which was probably my fault anyway because of my anxiety constantly attacking me every time I open my mouth.
Alana gave me a ride to her house so I just decided to walk home. It wasn't particularly sunny since it was late at night, but the cool breeze felt nice.
The only thing I hate about the route to my house from Alana's is I have to walk through an alleyway. Sure I've been through it multiple times and nothing bad has ever happened. It still scares me, it's not like I can even do anything if I got attacked. I would probably just cower in fear and let them do anything they want… sad, I know.
I get about halfway through the alley when I hear something. I cautiously look behind me but no one is there. I continue walking. I hear something again. But it sounds more like someone following me. I look behind me again. No one. The third time though, I just run. I can't stay here much longer.
I'm about to leave when someone jumps right in front of me. They're wearing all black, probably have a knife, definitely wants to kill me. What do I do?
"-" I try to speak but nothing can come out. My mouth is just slightly open from shock and the fact that I'm terrified out of my life.
"What are you doing in this part of town?" He asks but he doesn't sound that… intimidating. He sounds kind of young too, like an older teenager.
"I-I-I w-was just, just c-coming from, from a f-friends h-h-house." God my stutter is probably making him annoyed, he wants to kill me now.
"Your stutter is cute. What's your name?" Ohmygod a killer just, he just- oh my God I still haven't answered.
"E-Ev-Ev-"
"You don't have to worry, I won't kill you."
"D-did y-y-you just k-kill, kill t-that p-person?" I shakily ask while pointing to what looks like a fresh dead body.
"Well, technically, yeah. They owed my boss my boss money. I just take orders. I don't want to, but I got a life to live, you know?"
"O-oh. I-I'm E-Evan… I'm s-sorry…" I apologize just in case my stuttering is actually annoying him and he's just tricking me. I don't even know this guy.
"Cute name," he says before a ding comes from his back pocket, "well Evan, I'll see you around." He says as he does finger guns.
And with that, he leaves into the shadows like every cliche movie. And surprisingly, I'm still alive. If only I could see more of him. He looked kind of fit through his suit. Of course I couldn't say that with my awful stuttering and the fact that I have no confidence at all.
Huh. I almost died today.
Wait. I didn't get his name.
