Maybe in a Dream

Chapter 1

How did I end up here?

Is what I think everyday when I walk into the hotel that I (unfortunately) work at. Of course it's not as bad as I'm making it out to be right now, I tend to over exaggerate. I mean it's not like I'm working here alone, I have friends at work and such but that's not why I don't like it here. The reason is honestly kind of selfish and I feel like a jealous girl just thinking about it. Honestly, the reason is all of the couples that come in here just to get it on and go. I mean it's reasonable why they would do such a thing here; it's cheap, it's pretty comfortable, it's cheap, there's air conditioning, and did I mention it's cheap? Well it is. Who wouldn't want to bust out the sexual intimacy at a place like this? I mean it's practically a love hotel at this point, but I manage, kind of. Anyway even if I did have a boyfriend to get it on with we wouldn't even be able to because I'm always working. I work two jobs with extensive shifts, how convenient! Despite all of this my friends won't stop their mission to set me up with some random guy they found on Snapchat or Instagram or just through connections. Any guy, and every guy. Of course they all have boyfriends so I'm the odd one out here. As the couples flooded in I handed them their keys with the biggest smile I could give knowing what they were about to do in those rooms and someone was going to have to clean it all up later, poor Nila, she's one of our housekeepers for the rooms, and one of my work friends. If you want to know what it's like to clean up the after math of these activities you ask her, you'll never want to leave your hands unwashed ever again.

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I check the clock and it's about time to clock out, 9:35 is my normal time for getting off but sometimes I have to stay until really late and I wake up the next morning feeling like I just died and got resurrected. I headed towards my locker which was covered in stickers from bands, tv shows, and just funny memes. You couldn't mistake it for another person's locker that's for sure. I put in the combination for the lock and snatched my backpack out which had a change of clothes, my phone, a charger, my earbuds, and an empty lunch bag from break. I headed to the employee bathroom to change out of my nasty hotel uniform and into something else that wasn't showing how I worked at a nasty hotel. Baggy jeans, a band tee, and my converse that have definitely seen better days. I snatched my phone out of my backpack once I was done changing and of course my friends had blown up our group chat talking about their boyfriends and yet another guy they want to set me up with.
Here we go again
I opened the group chat to see a picture of the guy that they wanted to set me up with. Let's just say he wasn't really...my type.

Angie: isn't he cuteeeeee so perfect for Eve 🫶🏻

Lauren: yessss

Saira: he looks cool, def like he listens to the type of music Eve is into.

Seriously guys are you really trying
to set me up again??

Angie: come on just give him a chance

Lauren: yea he's not too bad looking

Saira: come on one of these guys has to be what ur looking for

Angie: oooo he plays bass guitar

Lauren: Eve come one just one more date plsssss

Angie: he seems like a nice guy just give him a chance

Saira: no harm no foul 🤷‍♀️

Angie: trueeee

Ok fine but this is the last one

Angie: Yayyyy I'll find out some details and text u later

And with that I turned off my phone to catch the train in time. I hate that I can't say no to them especially when I need to say it. I got on the train and sat down in the empty cart per usual since no one ever takes this train this late at night since this place isn't exactly a bustling environment even during the day time. Once we arrived at the train station closest to my house I leapt off the train and started my walk home.
I know they're just trying to look out for me but I can't help but feel a bit angry at them for trying to set me up all the time as if I couldn't get a boyfriend on my own.
Angry thoughts raced through my head while the ones that were attempting to convince me the situation wasn't bad and that my friends are only trying to help me be happy were getting over within less than a second before the new negative thought showed up.
Exhausted out of my mind, I unlocked my apartment door and hung up my bag on the coat rack, grabbing the things out of it. I threw my work clothes in the wash and threw my charger on the bed. I threw my trash out from break before taking a shower, but even in the shower I couldn't escape the thought of a relationship, of course I want one but I want someone who really cares, who will listen when I need them to, who will let me rant on and on about things even if they are stupid. But, I know those types of guys are hard to come by these days. I just want...my soulmate? That sounds so superficial but honestly, I believe in soulmates. I believe there is someone out there for everyone, the perfect match for each person, the other half to your half. Someone that compliments your personality perfectly. I believe there is someone out there for me, I just haven't found him yet. The scorching hot water ran down my skin as I thought about my relationship issues, but I guess the warmth of the water sort of made me take my mind off of the stress from everything so at least there was that. Once I had gotten out of the shower I dried off and put on some comfortable pajama pants and a baggy t-shirt.
I was so exhausted that I practically knocked out as soon as my head hit the pillow, that night though I saw a man in my dream. I had never seen him before in my life, long dark brown hair with dark brown almost black eyes and an earring in one ear. It was just his head that I could see and his clothes from what I saw looked like a brown jacket and a black turtle neck underneath, as well as a necklace. There was also a black beauty mark under his right eye. He was smiling, and all of a sudden there was a gunshot. The next thing I knew the man that was standing in front of me smiling just a moment ago was on the ground, dead. A shiver of horror traveled through my body as I readjusted my position in bed to try and get rid of the discomfort. I got a look at the surroundings it looked like a dark alley way.

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I woke up the next morning remembering the dream I had so vividly as if it had actually just happened. This had me feeling so uneasy as I walked to the bathroom to brush my teeth, not only because I had dreamt about someone's death, but because my dreams tend to come true. Usually it's only small things, but this, I couldn't let this go. it's not like the little things I've dreamt before, not at all.
Today I had work at the restaurant late at night and hotel work until around 4:00. Today was going to be a hell of a day, considering the fact I couldn't get that stupid dream off of my mind. Surely this couldn't come true it's too serious of a situation to actually become true from my dream, no this is a nightmare. I got to the hotel and shoved my bag in my locker and locked it up before heading to the front desk.
Today was pretty normal, at least as far as the normal hotel work day goes. I still couldn't shake the nightmare I had had the night before despite working all day, you would think I'd be too distracted to be thinking about that. After the hotel I hopped onto the usual train and took it to the restaurant that I waitress at, I had changed into my next work outfit at the hotel so I was ready but unfortunately I might've taken too long  and now I'm going to be late to my second job of the day. This isn't the first time this week either at this rate I'm going to get fired in no time.
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I hurried off the train and into work as fast as my legs could take me. The restaurant seemed so be busy and I thought for sure that would take my mind off of everything but, of course it didn't. I kept thinking about the guy as I left work and went onto the train.
Tall, long dark brown hair, dark brown eyes, an earring, and an expensive looking outfit.
I stood on the train looking down on my phone thinking I was the only one on the cart this late, but clearly I was wrong. When I looked up I saw a man, he looked quite familiar.
Wait...
Tall, long dark brown hair, those eyes, and that earring.
It's him...!