Silver's POV
My legs wouldn't stop trembling, my mouth had run dry as anxiety slowly set in. We just sat casually as he ate a box of fries with blood all over his body.
“They make the best fries,” he remarked with a smile as he tossed the box to me.
“Go on, have a bite,”
I hesitated, but I knew he wasn’t offering. I reached in and grabbed one, my eyes refusing to pull away from him.
“It's good, isn't it?” he watched as I chewed cautiously. I nodded lightly as I swallowed hard.
“Uh… best fries and it happened to be in one of the sickest places on the planet. I hate the underground business estate, always a drag,”
“Why… are youuu…?” I stuttered as I tried to find my words.
“Come on, speak up. I don't bite,” he leaned closer. There was something about his smile that terrified m
