2 Why Me?

It's been a week after the accident. I tried to forget everything that happened that night but failed. I was now at work, collecting customer's orders. Ten minutes passed and I looked at the time. It was 6:30pm, which means that it's time for me to leave. I changed from my work uniform to my normal clothes and took my bag and left. I didn't feel like going home so I decided to walk around the city for a bit. 20 minutes has now passed and I feel like someone is following me. I looked around and saw no one looking suspicious so I kept on walking around. It's was now 7:45pm and I decided to go home but first I thought of going to buy something for me to make dinner. I went to the nearest shop and walked around looking for something good to eat. I looked out the shop's window and something caught my attention. It was a black Ferrari parked right in front of the shop. I ignored it and kept on looking around. A small sound was heard as the shop's door open and people started to gasp. I looked at the door only to see the same guy who I was so terrified of. I quickly ducked down not wanting to be seen by him again.

???: "Give me the money." His voice sounded rough and cold.

Shop keeper: "I don't have much, I promise to pay you by the end of the month." The shop keeper's voice sounded like he was not only scared but it was like he was in pain. I looked at what's happening and continued to stay quiet.

???: "everybody out!!" The still unknown guy shouted while still looking at the shop keeper. Not long after, everyone was out except his men. I didn't bother to move or even leave because I was afraid that he will recanise me and do something to me.

???: "Do you think you can pay me all of the money by the end of the month?" He let out a little laugh.

???: "Who do you think I am? Huh? Do i look like a little boy who will believe what others say? Where is the FUCKING MONEY!?" He shouted again and this time it made me jump but I still stayed quiet as I could.

Shop keeper: "I am sorry but t-there aren't m-many buying from the s-shop." He sounded more confident then me that night.

???: " Well then...it looks like it's time for you to go to your wife." He let out a little chuckle. I didn't understand why he was being nice to the man and letting him go like that. I mean the first time we met, he said that he doesn't let people go without then paying. I was still confused by his words until i saw one of his men taking out their gun and pointing it to the shop keeper and that's when I understood what he meant. I couldn't just stand here hiding and watching everything.

Shop keeper: "P-pl-please...sir I prom-" his words were cut by... .