34. Alexis
CHAPTER 34
Alexis
A fter shoving my laptop inside my backpack, I look up and smile at my Sociology professor before heading toward the door.
“Lexi. Can I talk to you for a second?” Dr. Wright asks with a smile.
Shock registers on my face as I wonder why she’s pulling me aside. “Umm… sure.”
She waits until the last student exits before she turns her full attention on me. “It’s nothing bad. I appreciate your enthusiasm and interest in the course you displayed during class and wanted to point out that we have a Sociology minor if you’re interested.”
Relief loosens my tense muscles. “It’s ironic you’re saying that. I read the first couple of chapters and reviewed the syllabus before class. The content was so interesting that I looked at the minor requirements on the website.”
“That’s great. I’d be happy to be your minor advisor, so let me know if you decide to do it.”
I beam at her. “Okay. Thanks, Dr. Wright. I appreciate it.”
She pats me on the shoulder as we head to the door. My phone beeps with a text. I stop, pulling it out. Dr. Wright bids me goodnight and leaves.
I roll my eyes when I see who it’s from.
EVAN: I’m almost finished entering grades. Wanna grab a pizza after class?
The asshole is still in the building. Great.
My belly growls, and I realize I forgot to eat dinner. Pizza sounds really good.
ME: Ok. Meet you in your office in a few.
EVAN: Ok.
Sliding my phone into my backpack, I exit the classroom. Uneasiness courses through me, and the hair stands up on the back of my neck.
I turn my head to the right, my muscles coiling as my eyes lock on the man wearing a Ghostface mask at the end of the hallway. He’s wearing a black tee and sweatpants like the guy from the woods.
Fear courses through me as I turn in the opposite direction, sprinting down the hallway. As I push through the stairwell doorway, I risk checking to see where he is.
Shit. He’s chasing me.
I let the door slam behind me, gripping the railing as I flee down the steps.
My breaths heave from my lungs as I exit the stairwell and head to Evan’s office.
I’m nearly hysterical as I burst through his office door without knocking. He jumps up from his chair, his wide eyes locked on mine, as I slam and lock the door behind me.
“Lexi, what the hell?” Within seconds, he’s in front of me. His firm, warm hands grip me as I shake, disbelief and fear taking a toll on me. “What happened?”
I stare at him, speechless., as the blood drains from my face. My theory about the man wearing the Ghostface mask being Evan is wrong.
I open my mouth, but nothing comes out.
Evan wraps his arms around me, holding me tightly as I tremble in his embrace.
Who the hell did I have sex with in the woods?