3 Troubles 2

Evans POV)

You definitely would not believe me if I told you that the madman from earlier followed me to my house and now does not want to leave. Yeah.. I would not believe it either.

Well as much as I wish I were lying, I'm not. And there is now a lunatic in my apartment asking me all sorts of things he should not be asking me. And no matter what I say he just won't go away.. hehe, that rimed.

You know..usually I am a very calm person that does not raise their voice, yells or tries to get any attention from the others, in fact, I am quite scared of being in the spotlight seeing as stuttering and blabbering on and on is a thing that happens in my every day life. So when a simple person that I don't even know the name of makes me want to punch the shit out of them than yeah.. you should be worried.

" Can you PLEASE leave" I begged. Though he just completely ignored me and went on rummaging through my apartment. "Dude, I will literally castrate you if you don't go..like, now." My threads obviously go unnoticed and I am left standing there staring at a lunatic.

The lunatic in my apartment, how ironic.

"Ya know--"

"I live right next door by the way." My mouth went agape after him literally interrupting my sentence. Wait, what did he just say?

" YOU WHAT!?" I almost yelled in disbelief. There is no way god did me THIS bad.

He only broke out laughing, finding amusement in my reaction. NO. I refuse to believe he is telling the truth. There is no way in hell that he is telling the truth. NO.

"Um, no.. there is no way that is true. I have never seen you ever entering or exiting the building so you must be lying" I said confidently. I was proud of myself for speaking so loudly and confidently with a stranger.

That confidence however was crushed when he gestured for me to follow him out and into the apartment I refused to believe was his. There was no hope left for me when he pulled out a key from his pocket and unlocked the door with ease.

You know those moments when you have a test or a quiz and you study hard and long for it, only to be disappointed when you get it back and it says that you failed? Yeah.. that is exactly how I felt.

I felt like when candy gets taken from a kid that was planning to eat it. That's how bad it was. Though I was definitely not going to let that get to me.

"You know, wherever YOU are, luck seems to leave the room and the devil enters it like he is about to murder someone." I said absentmindedly.

"At least when I'm in the room the mood lightens up and people smile unlike someone over here that make the mood gloomier and droopier." "OH, you did not just say that." " You bet I did"

He sounded so amused, I think his porpoise on this planet is to mock me and trouble me. No jokes man.

"You're annoying, you know that?" I said while heading to the exit of his apartment. All I could hear was a chuckle before I entered my apartment and closing the door.

Jesus... I hope to never see you again. But seeing as the universe seems to dislike me quite a bit... The exact opposite is probably going to happen.

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" Good morning what can I do for you?" I tiredly asked a customer who was currently next in line. "Oh, I would like a...-"

I gave the lady her order and started spacing out again. What the hell happened yesterday. That was just weird. Do people usually do that to other people?..ya know.. entering other peoples homes and taking a look around like you have lived there all your life? Because I don't think so.

I was so deep in thought that I didn't realise that the bell rang again, signalling that another customer has entered our shop.

I guess this will be a very, very long day.

Everything only got worse when a not so friendly looking man entered the shop and I think we all know who I'm talking about.

It was that annoying dude that has been coming here lately, and I guess he lacks common sense because he is always coming back even after having two bad experiences in a row.. I personally would not return to a place where I first of all can't stand the cashier, and secondly; I would NEVER IN A HUNDRED YEARS come back to a place where I embarrassed myself and almost made a person lose their job!!!

This is how you find out which people out of a crowd are confident and stubborn and which are not.. Appearance tells very long stories. Never-ending stories to be exact. Because they are clothes you are wearing every day and they accumulate many stories over a year or more. And it is very interesting how clothes could say so much about someones personality.

Well, that doesn't matter right now. I got to serve this douchebag before I could relax any longer...

"Alien is back, what can I get for you?" I said with an overly exited voice just to see his reaction which turned out to be very satisfactory because he groaned clearly annoyed and totally not in the mood...

"Just give me a damn coffee and shut up you brat.".. I mean. The way he looked screamed stress and trouble. He was dressed head to toe in black with ripped jeans and a tight black T-shirt under a black leather jacket that was a little more grey than black and that made him look really good since it fit his frame of a "badboy" that he effortlessly pulled off.

If I dressed in those things I would look like I was born in a dang graveyard or some weird cult that worships satan. soo....

I mean, I guess it just drops the mood and makes you seem like a bad and dangerous person which most of the time you are not.

He took his coffee and exited the shop just as soon as he entered.

Not that it bothered me or anything but he didn't look his usual self and that concerned me. Was he getting better at hiding the fact that was was an alien from outer space?

I wonder what was up with him. He pretty much looked dead inside today, I mean- he will probably be just fine next time he enters this shop which I very much hope he doesn't do but oh well, the universe has chosen to hate for for life, it seems like they have found a way to personally torture me. They went out of their way to send an alien from mars to screw up my brain.

I sighed. This is truly going to be a long day.