AUTHORS NOTE REAL QUICK
There has been a slight change in character perspective throughout the last few chapters because I find it better to write like this, nothing has really changed apart from a few bits added to make some stuff make sense but nothing you'll have to reread :)Enjoy!
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The last hour of work was somewhat of a breeze, as it usually was, and eventually the excitement and joy of drunken parties of people died down and let way to an almost serene and stress free closing.
By the time I was finally allowed to make my leave the exhaustion of the day caught up with me and I slowly slumped my way back home after a final goodbye to my coworkers.
I really dreaded the idea of going home, my dad could possibly still be awake and the thought of facing him made me feel slightly sick. He doesn't really know where I go when I leave for work, it's the only place I can feel safe away from him so it's the only thing I try and keep a secret as best I can. It was late and the street lamps were lighting up the path but I knew he would still be sat waiting for me.
I could prolong this for as long as I can and divert to a nearby park for a couple hours, it would at least be better than anything the other option could offer me, so that's what I do.
I take a slightly longer way and head to a small park, it didn't really hold much, just a swingset, a slide and a small roundabout, the rest led on to a small feild with a couple of soccer goals on it but it was a bit away from any shops or anything so I knew it would be quiet.
I slowly make my way over to the swingset and sit on one of the swings, taking in the quiet of everything.
I hated silence at times, it was always way too loud for me to actually enojy it with everything going on in my head, but there were times when everything stopped, and I was allowed a few moments to just breath. Granted it didn't happen all that often but I always enjoy it while it lasted.
The veiw was nice here. It wasn't completely pitch black, the sun was still making its way down and casted an orangey hue over everything, the park looked over a small collection of hills so what was infront of me was really a sight.
I took a breath and closed my eyes, feeling the anxiety slowly creep up in to my chest again, settling ever presently on my mind and in the numbness of my body like it was never gone. Thoughts raced through my mind at rapid speeds and the need for something to stop them grew, I pulled out my packet of cigarettes and took one in my mouth, lighting it and letting the nicotine slightly sooth the pain I was in.
I was on autopilot, every action was an afterthought and I didn't realise a new presence making its way towards me until it was too late. I was eventually brought back to the present when said presence cleared their throat and chuckled slightly when my head darted in their direction.
"Sorry I didn't mean to startle you, I saw you from over at the benches and you looked a little lonely." The stranger cleared their throat again and looked to their feet, scuffing at the floor in a nervous way.
I looked at them puzzled, I couldn't really see them in the rapidly darkening sky, having been stuck in my own head long enough for the sun to fully go down, but from the sound of their voice they were female, I could only really make out a slight silhouette.
When are strangers gonna stop randomly making conversation with me?
"It's fine. Was in my own head and I didn't see you walk up." I mumbled.
"Is it alright if I sit?"
"Not my park, do what you want."
She sighed and sat down on the swing next to me, letting it sway slightly.
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