sorry I haven't updated. so here ya go.
The day ended with no luck at all. I went to coffee shops and resturaunts, shops and grocery stores, even the post office with having no one to hire me. I guess finding a job isn't so easy.
I got out of my car and lock it walking up to my house. With a one bedroom and bathroom house, it wasn't much, but it was definitely home.
I step inside plopping on the couch in my small living room. I was exhausted, but too afraid to sleep. I couldn't after the dream. I guess it'll just be another all nighter for me.
I've been doing a lot of those lately. It's just too hard to look at my parents... So lifeless and... dead. Sometimes though, I like to think of the happy times in my childhood with them. We'd spend days at the park, with their full undivided attention towards me. Those were the days where they weren't so distant. We spent lunches and dinners together where we would sit as a family and tell about our day. But the dream; it makes me relive the one thing I never, ever wanna relive again. The number one thing in my life that haunts me forever. That dream, will be the death of me.
I turn on the T.V and flip through the channels. Thinking about writing about what happened last night. I only like writing about it when something seems off. And that's definitely what happened last night. I watch episodes of the Big Bang Theory to pass time. After hours and hours of watching it seems like, I shut the T.V off. How can I live my life like this? Sitting doing nothing. I need to do something. After all these years how come I never looked for him? This man ruined my life and I've done nothing about it. I have to get revenge. I have too. It's time for me to do that. Once and for all.
I get up and decide to make myself something to eat since I skipped dinner. This way I will also be able to think about my plan. I need to know what to do. I check the fridge and all the cabinets.
"What to eat, what to eat," I mumble to myself as I look.
After checking for what seems like like forever, I come up with a box of noodles, expired yogurt, and browned bananas, I realized maybe a trip to the grocery store would do me some good. Maybe if I had a job I might be able to pay for some groceries.
With the little money I have though, I decide on getting something to eat. A drive will do me some good. But before I go, I run to my bedroom and grab my journal.
I walk out of my house and unlock my car. I get in and know exactly where I'm going. Blacktop Diner. I start may car reading the dashboard as 11:48. I'm pretty sure the diner was open 24 hours. At least I think.
When I finally arrive it's 11:57. The diner was open, so I got out of my car in walked in. Marla was sitting at the counter once again.
"Hey sweetie! Back again?" she asked.
"Yeah. I can't sleep and I needed somewhere to go.." I replied.
"Well you are always welcome here hun. Come whenever you like." she told me sweetly.
"Thanks Marla." Even though I barely knew her, I loved her already.
Marla guided me to a small table in the corner of the diner. There was a small candle in the middle of the table along with silverware and a menu Marla handed me.
"Now of you need anything hun, you just let me know," she told me.
"Thanks I really appreciate it," I told her as I took the menu and looked through it hungrily.
A waiter came around and took my order a little while later. And might I add, he was much nicer than Harry. How did a douche like him get this job anyway? Everyone is sweet here and he just ruins it. I can tell he's probably just the type of guy who thinks he can get whatever he wants. Any girl, any place, any time. Well lucky for me, I don't fall for that kind of stuff.
I pull out my journal. Its leather binding is soothing to the skin. Its worn out pages full of words written in messy black ink. Thoughts from long ago, and thoughts ready to be written in. So I begin to write; about everything that has happened today. From the dream to my revenge plot and even to Harry and the diner, I fill pages. By the time I'm done I've come up with small outline of what I need to do first.
I close my journal and stick it in my purse. I pay for me meal and leave a tip at the table. As I'm walking out, I suddenly get an idea.
"Hey Marla?"
"Yes sweetie?"
"Do you happen to have, I don't know, any job openings?" I question hopefully. "You see, I just recently lost my job, and I need to find a new one soon."
"Actually, we do! An employee just recently quit a couple days ago." she told me smoothly.
"Great! Let me say I have tons of experience working at restaurants. I can do pretty much anything you ask," I told her super excited. Yay, I might actually get a job again.
"Well you're hired!" Marla told me as she walked out from behind her little counter. "Come in tomorrow around 7:30 am. You can work the morning shift. I'll introduce you to all the employees that also work the morning shift when you come"
"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" I squealed as a gave her a big hug.
Marla chuckled as I ran out of the diner and got in my car. I drove home knowing that I should probably sleep tonight. Even if it risks having the dream.
As I pull into the driveway though, I see my front door cracked open. Did I forget to lock the door? When I walk in my house I gasp.
