Authors note - Hey guys, this is my first story so sorry if it's not the best. Anyway, I just wanted to inform you that it's not like a lot of the stories on here.. well the ones I read so yeah. Thanks for clicking on the story or whatever :) x
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"The last customer's gone now," my co-worker came up to me and tapped my shoulder.
"Thanks for filling in for Ethan tonight." He continued.
I work at Starbucks, just like how some teens would work at McDonalds or wherever. My mum's always out getting drunk or whatever, so she's never at home. And I thought this would be a good experience.. Well kinda. But I also needed the cash, right? Mum never gives me money. Maybe occasionally when she's sober or in a good mood.. which barely happens.
Mum's been like this ever since my dad ran off with some whore, 2 years ago. I can't say that I was happy finding out that my own father had cheated on my mum with some lady at work. No wonder he's been coming back home late. I should've suspected.. Oh well. But yeah, sometimes I do miss having someone to call dad and have someone call me his little princess. Oh wait.. I'm 17.. Never mind that.
"No problem." I replied, walking to the small staff lounge to get my bag and stuff.
"Okay, see ya tomorrow. Bye." I said, waving at him just before leaving.
One thing that sucks about have an alcoholic mother is that you have to take the bus home. I don't even know how she gets back home at night. After walking a couple of blocks, I finally got to the bus stop. I sighed sitting down on the bench. What am I supposed to do for the next 15 minutes, while waiting for the bus? I flicked an empty water bottle and packet of chips off the bench. Ew. People are so gross nowadays. No wonder there's global warming.
I quickly took out my phone to check the time. Great. It's dead. Just my luck. Well I left Starbucks at around 1:15 so it's probably around 1:30 right now. Seeing as I was the only one around here, and the bus hasn't arrived yet, I began to worry.. All I could do was hum to my self and keep thinking happy thoughts.
Well that didn't work out so well. And do you ever get that feeling that someone's watching you? Yeah, well thats what I'm currently feeling. I began looking around hesitating a bit. My hands began shaking.
Then my body shook as if I was being vibrated.
I began breathing heavily and unevenly getting nervous and afraid. I turned my head around, looking at each corner and spot of this place. All there was were closed shops, and not a single person.. visible anyway. I turned to my right and spotted eyes in front of my face. It wasn’t just eyes, but a body that was covered in all black and hid everything but his pretty green eyes. Suddenly, I felt a blade on the side of my neck.
"Well hello beautiful. I suggest you don’t move or this blade goes into your neck.” My breathing became calm but I gulped and tried my best to nod.. Sort of. In a few moments, something hit me on the back of the head making me drowsy and fall into this stranger's arms. My eyes began closing and my heart almost stopped. Then, I blacked out.
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End notes- Thanks for reading! Sorry its a short chapter.. but it's still the first chapter. We promise the other chapters will be longer. And we'll be uploading the second chapter tonight. Thanks for reading, please review and comment!:) it would mean the whole world to us! :D x
update- this story is all fiction, you might or might not like the next chapters but it is my story and it is fiction, once again.
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