deja vu

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i made the jokes you tell to her when she's with you, do you get deja vu when she's with you?

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i made the jokes you tell to her when she's with you, do you get deja vu when she's with you?

     When I open my eyes after my slumber, the first thing that becomes coherent is the smell of alcohol leaking from me. I get up quickly and go take a shower, ignoring my massive hangover.
     The shower wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Even though it was cheap that didn't make it a horrible experience. I get out and realize my only other pair of clothing is another hoodie and sweatpants. I'll get clothes late I guess...
     My brain feels fuzzy from my hangover so I rampaged through my backpack until I found pain medication. I make a sound of victory before wincing from how gruff my voice sounds. After swallowing the pill and drinking a lot of tap water I sigh in exhaustion.
     With a new pair of clothes on I grab but shoes and head out with my belongings. Maybe I should find a better place to stay or I could blah blah blah— While lost in thought I run into someone for the millionth time. When did I get so clumsy?!
     "I'm so sorry— Jinx?" I sputter anxiously. "What are you still doing down here silly! You know how dangerous it is in the undercity right?" she jokes back, but I can't tell if she is genuinely worried about me. I nod my head back as a response and we end up standing there in awkward silence.
     "I saw you walk into that motel yesterday, maybe try staying at a safer place since someone with looks like yours could get in serious harm there," Jinx says for once being serious. "Don't worry about me" I pull out my pocket knife "I taught myself some self-defense"
     The pocket knife was expensive and obviously could hurt someone easily so Jinx smirked at me. I returned with a smile that was sickly sweet. Although I may seem like I can't fight, I always remember that one day...

flashback...

     Today is my birthday. That day I turn 15 and the day my mom decided she should yell at me for being a horrible daughter. For once I couldn't take it and at night I decided to escape. My room was on the bottom floor so I can the window to get out.
Dressing in my favorite dress, which I hid from my mother because she would think it is "too revealing" I grab my purse with the essentials needed and jump out of the window. More like climbing out of the window but jumping sounds cooler.
I enter the club and the music burst through my ears. Using my fake I.D for a drink was easier than I thought it would be. For the first time, I finally let loose and let myself have fun. By midnight I was at the bar half sober half drunk.
A guy walked up to me and I look over my shoulder. "Do you need something?" I asked confused. "Yeah, how about you show me a good time princess—" I didn't listen to another word before punching him right deck in the face. He groaned in pain and I giggled.
"You little shit I'm gonna kill you!" he yelled but went speechless when I pulled out a knife. "I'd like to see you try~" while putting the knife to his throat. "I hope you've learned your lesson, big guy." I laugh out.

flashback over

That day has always been a favorite of mine. It reminds me that no matter how defenseless I may look I always will have a trick up my sleeve. My perfect mask was built by my parents because of my true personality.

Because no one wants a monster as their child...

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AUTHORS NOTE
hello guys i finished this chapter woohoo. hope you enjoy even though it's not that long. i kinda rushed it so sorry for any mistakes. ily guys<3
-M

Word Count: 613

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