Broken

Chapter 18

It's confirmed. He's definitely following me. I look around for a store with cameras outside them and continue to walk. Finally noticing a convenience store with a small camera outside, I go towards it.

After entering the store through the automatic sliding doors, I look towards the counter. Yes, there's a camera inside too. I walk over to the beverage section. Guess he's not following me inside. I put the bag and umbrella down and go straight to texting Zane on my phone.

' Being followed'

'Man in a black hoodie, black jeans, 5'11 feet tall, average build'

I send him my location.

' Made sure that he got caught in this stores camera and the road CCTV camera'

I'm sending this to Zane.....in case I don't make it. He's asleep right now so I don't have to worry about the police getting in the middle of what I'm about to do now.

I grab a bottle of apple juice and milk from the shelf. Walking back, I place the stuff on the counter and add a pack of cigarettes.

While the cashier is busy scanning, I take a glance outside. Can't see him. He's not outside. Is he avoiding the cameras?

After paying for the goods, I walk out of the store. He's nowhere right now. Just where is he hiding? First off, I need to move to a quiet place. As I keep walking, I look around for a street with fewer people.

I can feel him starting to follow me again. I put my phone back into another pocket where I carry my stun gun around with me and hold onto it.

As soon as I find a less crowded street, I go there and then start going more inwards. I notice a completely empty alleyway and walk towards it.

He takes advantage of the opportunity and starts to get closer to me. I can now hear his fast footsteps.

He's getting more closer.

My grip on the stun gun in my pocket tightens and I keep moving forward without looking back. His shadow can be seen moving towards me. He's holding a knife.

Just as He's almost behind me, I turn around as fast as I possibly could and quickly jab the stun gun on his neck. The bag and umbrella are dropped on the ground. I had arranged the voltage to the maximum. As the electricity flows through his body, the knife falls from his hand. Using my foot, I slide the knife as far away from us as possible.

When I feel like he's about to fall on me, I hold back the stun gun and step away from him. He falls down on his stomach.

As he groans on the ground. I kneel down.

"So, tell me. Who are you and who sent you?" I ask him. He says nothing in return.

"Did that person sent you to kill me? Do I know him...or her?" I ask again. But still no answer.

Thinking about checking his belongings, I glance at his pocket. That's when I notice him, slowly taking out a pistol.

Right on reflex, I grab the umbrella beside me and hit his head. The sound of it hitting his head surprises me. It happened so quickly and the sudden fear of losing my life that had filled my head right after seeing the pistol began to slowly fade away. I was about to die if I hadn't been quick.

There's blood on his head. I quickly check his pulse. Good, he's still alive. But now he's unconscious and won't be answering any questions.

I take out my phone and call the police. It's out of my hands now but at least the police will get him to spill the truth. That and he needs to get to the hospital too.

"911, what's your emergency?"

While I explain to them how I was being followed and how I tried to defend myself and had to hit his head, I turn the body over.

Checking his hoodie pocket, I find a wallet. Opening it, I only find some money in it. No ID or any type of card. Just cash.

"Thanks, goodbye," I say to the operator as I hang up after telling her about the location and other details.

I then search his pant pocket. There I find his smartphone. Perfect!

But my victory is short-lived as soon as I find that his phone battery is dead. What's with this guy!?

I hesitate. Should I put it back? Or...take it with me. Charge it up and find out.

My greedy and curious mind convinces me to take it so I put it in my pocket. Getting up, placing the bent and almost broken umbrella back into the plastic bag filled with goods, I start to run away from the scene.

Now I'm even more eager to get home quickly.