Future

hunting

I wake up against the same window I  looked out from yesterday. I guess I had fallen asleep.

I yawn stretching my cramped bones and pain shoots from my abdomen and neck.

Good life tip, never sleep on the floor. Unless you want your neck broke.

I grab my phone from my pocket and check the time. It reads 6:36am might as well get up now, there's no way I can go back to sleep.

I walk to my bathroom and look in the mirror. Immediately regretting it as dry blood and bruises are scattered everywhere. My hair tangled and in knots, my eye bags black, and my skin still so pale.

I strip off my clothes and jump into the shower. My water changes temperature to cold after 5 - 10 minutes, I can't afford to have it for longer, but at least I'm not wasting it.

I'd rather be living like this than how I was years ago. Back then I would've done anything to get out of that situation. Anything!

Now I have, and I'm happy. Although I don't have a nice apartment, sometimes I have to starve myself as I can't afford food and I always look half dead, I'm still far away from 'home' and anything is better than there.

Times up as the coldness runs down my frail body. I jump out of the shower grab my towel, wrap it around me and walk to my one room which is my living room, kitchen, and bedroom.

The sun peeps through the slightly see-through curtains. I debated whether or not to go out, what if he stayed last night. No way, he wouldn't have, why would he, he can't be that desperate.

Considering I quit my job, I'm going to have to go job searching today. I throw on a decent outfit (whichever you prefer) and brush through my hair making it look presentable.

I then grab my phone, from its charger, then my wallet and keys alongside a side bag just to fit these in.

I make my way outside, time now is around 7:15. Not bad. I jog around for a bit to warm myself up considering it's getting colder now.

Then I make my way to the first place I saw which had an opening.

The pet shop!

I open the door and get greeted by a guy who looks similar age to be busy with cleaning up. I walk confidently towards him hoping he'd see me but he doesn't.

I clear my throat. "Hi, excuse me," he turns to face me and no second later starts to rum his eyes down and up my body. Me feeling slightly weirded out moves away.

"Excuse me, my eyes are here," I point to my face.

"Ahh, sorry what's wrong darling," he asks while biting his lip to seem slightly alluring. Well, not today sunshine. Your damn ugly fo sho.

"I was looking for a job, mind if I talk to a manager here," I go on my tiptoes to try to look around.

"Sorry, only me here darling. We've got a place for an assistant but I can give you it now if you do something for me," he then winks and bites his lip again. I almost puke in his face.

How can someone even employ a fucking prevent like him? Gosh. Disgusting.

I walk up to him and grab his collar and pull him to me. "Listen here you prick. I'm not some slut who's gonna jump in your pants because I'm desperate for a job. If you want pussy so bad, go fuck yourself," I then push him backward, only for him to go flying into the cat litter trays he was cleaning. Landing right into an uncleaned one.

He screams like a girl and my lungs feel like collapsing for how badly I want to laugh. If someone saw me they'd think I'm constipated. Well, no Hunny, I'm trying to be serious for once in my goddamn life, doesn't seem to be working though.

I try to stop myself from laughing. Keeping a straight face, "you deserve that, pervert," I leave the shop but not before flipping him off.

I inhale a large amount of oxygen before exhaling in out again.

This is going to be a long day