We met in an alleyway.
It was dark out, as I walked down the empty streets, late on a Friday night. I wasn’t used to being out this late. My parents had always been strict and that came with a set curfew. But that night, I had no intention on following those rules.
I walked down the deserted streets and listened to the whispers of the night. A dog barking in the distance, a party somewhere in the neighbourhood and the rumbles of cars driving home for the night. To my left were empty store fronts with dark, lifeless windows, and above them flickered streetlights.
It happened when I walked past a dark alley where no lights were to guide my way in one swift motion a hand shot out and grabbed my shoulder, it thrust me inside and up against the wall. I wanted to scream but a hand covered my mouth, and it was as if I was frozen, not able to move. We locked eyes…
“Justin! You said you‘d be here 20 minutes ago; I was getting scared.”
Justin was a tall, darkhaired young man with broad shoulders and a fit physique.