Bad Ideas •TomBoo•

Chapter 4 - Work

TW - Cursing, mention of sex

I closed the door behind me with a loud slam just for him to hear.

I fucking hated that man, I hope he dies one of these days. I don't care that he's the last parent I have left.

I felt tears prickly at my eyes, warning me that they were going to come down.

It's not all his fault

Shut the fuck yo mind yeah?! You aren't helping with anything!

The only reason my mom refuse to kill me was because of guilt and pity! If not I would be fucking dead right now!

I clenched my fist and wiped away all the tears from my face.

I need to go to work, I was surprised he didn't even notice it. He didn't notice the almost falling.

I tried my best to power walk, at this rate. I wasn't going to make it to the bus, I was going to be late. I needed to hurry.

I tried to walk even faster but my legs felt like giving out right there and then on the spot.

I forced myself through the pain. I ran a little at a time even though I felt my legs pounding.

I can't lose my job, it's the only thing keeping me up.
I can't count on anyone. I'm afraid to ask for help from friends.

They've done so much for me already, I feel selfish asking for help.

I made it to the bus stop exactly one minute before it came. I saw some new faces and some old ones.

The elderly sat on the bus waiting for seats while the younger stood next to the sign or on the side of the booths.

People walked by on their phones ignoring the life around them. Ignoring the struggles they can't wish to know.

I envy those people who have nothing to worry about because they have someone to hold.

One day I'll find someone to hold to, and I'll be happy. I'll be free again, happy.

I smiled at the thought of finally being happy.

But my thoughts were disturbed by loud bus noises.

Work started at 9:00 am, and it was currently 8:36 am. I was surely going to be late. My workplace was across town, at least a 30-minute ride.

We all got on the bus each taking turns to pay a dollar to be in.

I put in the money that I had to search for, took about 30 seconds before I found a dollar.

I smiled at the usual bus driver. She had already taken note of me always being here.

I went to the back and took a seat next to a window with a good view alone.

I sighed and put in my cheap wired earphones and connected them to the phone I've had for about 5 years.

It didn't look new but it wasn't looking too old.

I played some music while I waited for the bus to get to my working place.

I worked at a small coffee shop, very popular and tasty. I've never really tried it but I did get pretty good at my job as a waitre-..waiter.

The ride was as bumpy as always, more people got on as people got off.

I yawned as I watched all the people's movements and actions.

Time passed quickly. Before I knew it I had arrived at the bus stop.

I got up awkwardly and walked past the other people on the bus.