Chapter 7.

Mia POV.

The men that have been coming into the diner today have been strange. Strange as in, they are fucking massive. I’m surprised they managed to fit through the door, but the weird thing is that they keep looking at me and I mean full on staring. It made my skin crawl; I shudder again.

“Gee, I need to get out of here.” I tell her through text and she gives me the side eye. She walks into the kitchen and texts me back.

“Pretend to take the trash out back and go. Something is off with those guys. They look like they want to eat you or something.” I send a quick reply.

“Ok, what about my stuff?” I pretend like I’m doing something, not looking up at them at all. I need to get out of here.

“Trash bag, put your stuff in one and pretend it’s trash to take out, then run.” She replies and my eyes widen as I look for a clean trash bag and I find one. I bend down and open the bag, stuffing my things inside it.

Standing back up, I take my things and the actual trash out. Heading into the kit