Whydunnit?

Chapter 28

Eldons POV:

20 hours later, the train is in California.

"I hate it here" Stephanie murmurs.

We walk around the train station for a little bit, waiting for a cab.

"Doesn't look like there are any" James says. "So, what? We walk?"

"I guess so" I say.

Everyone emerges out of the doors. Then an old man approaches us.

"Hi. I was just wondering if you kids could walk me home" he says.

I give West a weird look. He returns it.

"Why?" Michelle asks cautiously.

"I don't like to walk alone. In my day, everyone walked with other people." He says.

"Um, well, we're kind of in a hurry." Michelle says.

"Oh, I see. Well, my house is only a block away. Maybe you could walk me there-"

"We said no" James says. "Come on." He says to us.

We follow him a couple of steps until the man steps in front of us.

"Don't go" he says slyly.

What the actual fuck? Who is this guy?

"Look, man, we just want to go home-" I start.

"Shut your face" the man spits at me.

Oh, it's on.

"I didn't think you could see my face" I start.

"Act your age" the man says.

"If you acted your age, you'd die" I say.

BABAM.

West snorts. The man snarls. "I'd stop talking if I were you, boy"

"Why? Can you not hear me?" I ask.

"You little-" the man starts.

"Do you still like nature even after what it did to you?" I ask.

West and James burst out laughing. I look the man right in the eye.

The man put a hand in his pocket, reaching for something. A gun? A knife? Shit...

"Um...lets go" I say to James.

"Wait" the man says. "Walk me home"

West turns around to snarl at him. "Whatever it is your playing here, you better shut the fuck up"

"Try and see things from my point of view" the man says, pulling his hand slowly out of his pocket.

"I'd like to, but I can't seem to get my head that far up my ass" west says.

The man pulls out a knife and touches Wests stomach with the blade.

"Say that again"

West gulps. Then he kicks the man in the groin and starts to sprint away. The man is doubled over, and the rest of us sprint after West.

Cris's POV:

"What do you mean they got away?" I ask angrily.

Fucking Don! He can't get anything done!!

"Ugh, whatever. I'll have Dontae deal with it." I say and hand up.

A/N: btw that old man was Don

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