Patricia
Damn it, I dozed off.
It's 3 pm and I'm bored as fuck. There's nothing enjoyable in her life aside from finding out how she lives and noticing details from everybody around her. Not to mention messing up with people she's been with.
I went out of her bed to search for coins in her purse. I want to have a cigar for the mean time, to reduce my stress and boredom.
There's nothing left in her coin purse other than 7 bucks, probably enough to buy a pack but I prefer only a stick so it's more than enough. I wonder how can she survive with that less of a money in her pocket. I mean I got to eat the foods in her fridge even if it's also lesser than expected but what happens to her if the foods are all gone? I'm more worried if the stocks are out and it's my turn in her body.
I need to have a breather first, the same alley I went in the last time will be a great place to smoke.
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After I bought two cigarettes, I went straight into the alley to lit it up. This place is better, no one can see me smoking in here.
I did enjoy the thing that had happened earlier. The feeling's like solving a case with my own investigation. I don't want to interfere with what they have because that ain't my fucking business but she should know the boundaries if I'm the one she's speaking at. She wouldn't know about us, our exchange though but still, she should control herself up if she don't want me to put Rebecca's life in danger.
I don't have nothing meaningful to do, I'm just a jerk jumping into somebody else's business and ruining their life for the sake of my happiness. I know it's not right from others' perspectives but it is, for me. No one should live happily, not in my watch and too bad for Rebecca, I'm the one who got into her body. She doesn't have that much of a choice and I know, I just know she needs me to do things for her even if it turns out to be a mess.
"Oh look, who do we have here" I turned to look at who talked while still puffing the cigarette in my mouth. Nothing biggy, just the same dimwits I encountered back then here at the same alley.
"We've meet again" I greeted them with a wide smile. These teens doesn't have much to do in their lives huh? we're the same but I had other reasons to do this besides, kids like them should be at school during this time.
"What brings you here?" spiky asked. I straightened up myself from leaning into the brick wall and walked towards them. They've became a lot than I remembered.
"Getting away from trouble" I pointed the cigarette in my mouth which they all nodded mockingly in response.
"Sorry to burst your bubble but that ain't gonna happen. Remember the last time we met?" they're 10 in total and each one of them have bright smiles on their faces, too innocent that they look like they spread goodness.
"Yeah, it's now a part of my memory" I know they're up to no good again this time.
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𝙷𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚎𝚝𝚑 [Freenbecky]
Fanfiction''I'm not the one you think I am'' '' I know, the look in your eyes say so'' Rebecca Armstrong, a curious and a bookworm lady comes to work for a rising star, Freen Chankimha when she discovered something out of the locket she found. It was a trigge...