Something Different

2 All of the stars

    I sighed as I handed the last packet of cocaine I have in my bag to the man. He paid me and left running like a kid excited to taste his newly bought candy.

I sat on the dark alley and removed my cat woman mask. I am dressed in all black for easy hiding in the dark. That was my last costumer. I feel so tired, it's already 4 in the morning and by 5 I have to pick up 4 bundles of newspaper. Including the girls'.

One of the girls was rushed to hospital since she was having convulsions. The Nuns does not have enough money to buy for meds, it's still the middle week of the month. The Government only gives funds every end of the month.

I opened the bag and stared at the money. How I wish I can just take one envelope and pay for the medicines Queenie needed.

I leaned in the wall and lazily took off the clothes I'm wearing and change into a more nicer one. I my fixing mask back on when one of Monroe's men came to fetch the bag.

He handed me 5000 Peso and left.

I am starting to get more and more scared by the world we live in.

They say money can't buy happiness. But why is it that we feel joy when we have money? And why the hell is money so hard to find? Cant we just plant them and wait for the day we can finally harvest 'em?

If I am a normal person this money that I am holding is actually enough to buy my own whims and caprice. But I am not selfish, there are kids who needs me.

I slouched and kept the money in my pocket. I started walking my way to the newspaper print shop. The kids were still not here when, I took my bag and girls' then left.

I am stoic the whole time, one old lady even ask if I had a bad day. Shethen cheered me up by giving a flower. I acted like I did cheer up infront of her to not disappoint her and then back to being stoic when I moved to the next block.

2 more houses then I am good to go, onehouse I will delivering at is the Governor's and second is an pet shop. I arrived at the pet shop and bitches were looking at me as if I am a shoplifter. I tried hard not to roll my eyes and show disrespect at all of them since everyone who is here is older than me.

The birds chirping, Dogs barking and sound of running water is the only noise heard. The tension is awkward and could possibly slice a soul but I didn't mind it. I can live in silence-I can even live in a cemetary if that means this people will stop ruining my life.

I left the newspaper at the cashier's counter and left but I was blocked by man. Taller than me and his body built is broad so I did stop and bow at little at him but he didn't budge instead he stayed where he stood at.

"Let me check your bag." He said in a scary voice but I wasn't one bit scared nor terrified.

"Why?" I ask even when I know completely that they are indirectly saying that I stole something.

Hell they all saw it. I never touched anything. I was confident, I did nit take anything not mine so I took off my bag and opened it in frnt of him. The only thing in the bag now is a bottle of water, a biscuit, the last newspaper and the 3000 Pesos since I kept the 2000 for myself.

The man's hand was fast. He took the money like he was The Flash.

"Hey!" I said when he started counting it. Everyoe in the shop is now staring at us as id we were some live drama pulled out from their TV's.

"Where'd you get this little theif?" He asked and poke my head a little to hard causing for me to back away a little.

Fcking asshole, does he not know chivalry?!