it was a monday morning. i loved mondays. it felt like a whole new life and i could make it or break it. as soon as im up, i read my bible and give thanks to God. afterwards i turn on some smooth jazz to get ready to. today was a chill day. nothing exciting. i just had to work and that was it.
My drive to work was uneventful. no accidents, no traffic, no bad drivers. just a smooth ride. it was a little too perfect. This whole day seemed off. Ive always believed in superstitions and today is too weird to not get stuck on. Or maybe Im just too in my head. I need an iced coffee.
"Hey. How are you." i greet the cafe worker who seemed to be a little too fixated on me. As i looked around, no one was there. lol
"Hi." It took him a couple seconds to answer but when he did, it sounded cold. Felt like it pierced through my skin. But it didnt feel bad, like drinking water with mint in your mouth. Stunned me for a bit but i gathered myself and started chatting.
"That's all i get? A hi?" I chuckled. He gave me a smile back. I dont usually talk to people like this. Its usually just greetings and goodbyes. But something about him just made me open up.
"When you work graveyard and your boss doesn't want you to leave because somebody called off, what you say to someone is the last thing on your mind." His smile was beautiful. I couldn't help but adore him. "But my apologies miss..?"
"Princess."
"Wow Princess? Thats quite the name." I blushed. "Im Choso."
"I have quite the name?" i joked. "This is the first time Ive ever heard of a 'Choso'. Where are you from Choso?" he blushed.
"Born in Japan. But moved here because I was tired of that life."
"What do you mean 'that life'?" I was intrigued now.
"Long story." He said. His mind seemed to be in a whole different place though. I can tell that whatever happened in Japan still had a hold on him. It must've been heavy too because his eyes were basically black from insomnia. "Well what can I get you Miss Princess?"
"Oh i forgot sorry. But ill have a large caramel iced coffee with 4 creams and 3 sugars." As he was looking down putting the order into the computer I was finally able to get a chance to get a better look at his face.
"I like your makeup Choso. It really brings out the black in your hair."
"I wish it was makeup but this wouldn't come off with bleach. Ive had it since birth. But your total is $4.50." He sounded defeated. But now he had me even more intrigued. I had to hear more.
"Oh is it like a hereditary thing? Do your parents have it?" I asked. Immediately he stopped in his tracks and stared at my card.
"What the fuck?!" I snatched my hand back. His line his nose was changing shape. It was turning into arrows.
"Choso! Whats happening?! Are you ok?!" He was breathing heavily so i backed up a few feet. The pressure i felt all around my body was suffocating me. I know I should get out of here and never come back but my legs dont work.
"Ch..o...s..o" I can't breathe. I can't move. What is happening to me?
2 hours later
"Ow. ugh." I open my eyes and im in the passenger seat of my car. I immediately am hit the flashbacks of what happened at the cafe.
"Wait. How tf..?" I examine my surroundings and I see two large cups of coffee in my cupholder and a pastry in my lap. Was I dreaming? I look up and see my job. I decide to call off for today. I can barely move my body let alone run around a hospital.
"God what is happening to me?"
I want to go back to the cafe and get answers but i cant drive in this state. I just climb in my backseat and sleep.
