Don't Look Back { 18+ }

༒ 𝐶𝐻𝐴𝑃𝑇𝐸𝑅 𝑇𝑊𝑂༒

Tina:

I MANAGE TO WAKE UP and surprisingly, my arms and legs are moving, I can breathe. Yeah so everything is a ok at the current moment. I say a quick prayer and then my day can begin.

I get up but sit back down due to my head pounding with immense pain. I hate my life. I find a note on my table and read it.

"By the time you see this I'll be gone. Thanks for the chat I really enjoyed it, I added my number to your phone. You should really put a PIN on your phone. Oh and before I forget I took your ice cream from the freezer because why the fuck wouldn't I.

Love
Antonio
P.S. you snore like a fucking pig, but I secretly enjoy it ;)"

What a fucking dickhead. Speaking of dick I should give myself a high five for not sleeping with him. I don't know something inside of me is telling me that this could be special. But then again I don't want to disappoint myself... again.

My phone rings and I see that it's my mom. I really don't want to answer because I'm sick and tired of lying all the time. It hurts. It hurts to disappoint your parents when they put so much hope in you.

At the current moment I'm not a disappointment in their eyes so I'm going to keep it that way. She calls for the fifth time, and with a sigh I pick up the phone.

"It's about damn time!" She screams into the speaker. Well there goes my hearing. "Why must I call so many times before you answer the phone?"

"Sorry mom I was taking a shower."

"Yeah whatever, how's my favourite child doing?"

"I'm...your only child. Mom." She scoffs and I can just hear her rolling her eyes. "Ugh yeah whatever Tina, so tell me how's being a lawyer?"

I should just hang up now. I went to university and studied to become a lawyer. Long story short I didn't finish  the degree instead I dropped out and  did other things instead of becoming a lawyer, which landed me here. A big fat liar.

But what exactly should I tell my parents. Hey mom and dad turns out I hated the degree I was studying so I dropped out and became a stripper, but I stopped being a stripper because my boss was a psychotic pervert.

Now tell me, if you had a child and he or she called saying that garbage, how would you react? Exactly no answer. "It's awesome mom. Super awesome."

"Really? tell me about it." How hard must I bash my head against a wall to die? "It's nice I don't want to bore you with too much details. Anyway how's dad?" If I can change the subject successfully I will scream hallelujah.

"Ugh your daddy is always working hard. I can never get any alone time with him if you know what I mean." Eww I regret changing the subject. "No mom I don't know what you mean and I don't want to know what you mean."

"You're so dramatic Tina. When are you visiting so I can have a break in the kitchen."

"Is that all I'm good for mom? Cooking."

"Oohhh you should bring Isabella too your father and I miss her, you know she's like our second daughter." I stay silent because I'm waiting for her to say that she's joking. "...I'm Just joking Tina," called it. "I love you so much I would literally rob a bank for you."

"Yeah yeah I love you too mom."

"When are you bringing a man home?"

"Oh no mom they need me at work I gotta go."

"Isn't it the weeke-" I hang up. Whew thank the Lord. What am I even doing today? I get up and go towards my bathroom. I brush my teeth and take a shower. When I'm done I go into my closet looking for what to wear.

I stub my toe against a box. "Shit." I squat and look into the box and the first thing I see...is my gun. So many bad memories attached to this thing.

You want to know the story behind it?

Two words. Crazy. Ex. His name was Jason. Our relationship felt like a fever dream. We met in college, when I was seventeen because I ended high school early. He was so sweet and gentle I honestly couldn't believe it. He told me that he loved me after two weeks of us dating, and like the naive little girl I was I said that I love him too. Things went south after that.

He started to get overly possessive, he made me get rid of all of the friends I had at that time and he would always threaten me. I didn't leave him because he said that he loved me and I loved him too. He was my first everything, he was my first kiss and he was the man that took my virginity. Why would I leave him?

One night we were arguing in my dorm room and he pushed me hard, which caused me to stumble back and twist my ankle badly. I cried out in pain and he didn't even apologise, he just looked at me with disgust and left. I had to wait for an hour before my roommate came in and took me to the hospital.

That was the night I decided to end things with him, and to think I was going to take him home to meet my parents. I may have been in love with him but i was not crazy enough to be someone's punching bag. I broke up with him over text because I didn't want to see his face.

I hadn't seen him for weeks until one day he came up to me with tears in his eyes begging for my forgiveness. I shrugged him off and kept moving. Then he ran up to me and punched me in the face which knocked me out. When I woke up I was in this dingy room, hungry, thirsty and in pain.

He kept me there for three days telling me how our future is going to be, how we were going to get married and how I was going to have his children. Thinking about it now makes me want to throw up. Long story short my last and only friend slash roommate called the police because she said and I quote "my gut was telling me something and my gut never lies."

Man I miss my roommate. I wonder where she is now probably married who knows. The police found us quickly and arrested him because there was also an eye witness that saw the whole interaction. So thank my roommate and the random person that saw what went down. I didn't  know how long his sentence was but I didn't care. I just know I received a call from an unknown number after a week of him being arrested, when I picked it up it was Jason's voice saying. "I'll see you soon sweetheart."

That was when I decided to purchase a gun for my safety

I  dropped out of college and moved to New York with the help of fellow students, sugar daddies and my savings. Then I decided to become a stripper because there was a video of a woman - who was a stripper - bragging about how much money she got from stripping, so I said why not.

So that's how I started working for the pervert Angelo, and let me just say that I didn't make that much money, even on busy nights. It's a cheap strip club what do you expect.

I worked there for a month and that's how I met my best friend Isabella. I remember when Angelo brought Isabella in the first time. She looked like the walking dead.

We clicked immediately and became friends, I saw her like my sister so I got protective over her. Any time she was in trouble I was there to save her.

That night when Angelo tried to harm Isabella I saw red, I heard her scream from outside his office door and since I carry my gun everywhere I go, i decided to use it for her protection of course.

Shooting him in the penis that night felt like heaven.

I push the box back into my cupboard, I hope I never have to use my gun again.

After I wear my clothes I walk into the living room and turn on the TV.

"The killer strikes again as two more bodies have been-"

I turn off the TV because I don't have time for that shit, I already have a lot going on.

A/N:

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