Authors Note: I have a Spotify playlist for my book. I will link it here and will put it in the story where the song should be played. I hope you all enjoy that!
https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4oedd0QPycR0wIyG9BeTx5?si=ZIeFwtj8TD2x0vAEKU6gRA&app_destination=copy-link
Username: kinsey✨
Playlist Title: pov: you're slowly falling in love with stephen strange
!!TW!!: attempted sexual assault, graphic violence, murder, crude language
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Play "Habits" by Genevieve Stokes
Hot tears stream down my face as I walk down the sidewalk, pushing past people walking in groups and dodging bike riders. I keep my head down, but I'm still getting strange faces and looks of concern as I move quickly down the street. I shove my sling ring and wallet deep in my pocket. I could use my sling ring to go anywhere I wanted. But honestly, I don't know where I want to go. Besides, if I go somewhere I do know, Stephen will have a better chance of finding me because he knows where I like to go when I'm stressed and upset. I have to go somewhere where I even I would be surprised to end up there. And I don't want to use magic. I'm so over it.
"Hey, are you alright?" I hear a girl call out that I just passed. I keep walking not even looking back to give her any notice.
When I get far enough away from the Sanctum, I go near the street and put my hand out to hail a taxi.
"Taxi!" I call out, waving my hand. Not even a minute passes when a yellow cab pulls up beside me. I quickly open the back door and slip in, slamming the door behind me. I keep my head turned to the window. I don't want the man looking at me. Not in my state.
"Where to, ma'am?" I hear him ask me in a thick New York accent.
"As far away as you can take me," I respond coldly. There're a few seconds of no response. I turn my head to look at him. He's an older African American guy with a confused look on his face.
"Ma'am, you have to give me a location," he tells me.
"Do I have to repeat myself? I said, take me as far away as you can," I snap. He looks at me up and down and then back to my face where tears continue to fall down. His eyes soften as he sees me in my probably horrible looking state.
"Ma'am, are you alright? Do you need me to call someone for you?" he asks with concern. I roll my eyes.
"Is this about money? Look, I have enough. What do you need? A down payment or something?" I question roughly. He shakes his head.
"No, no downpayment needed," he says with worry. He looks at me for a few seconds and then clears his throat. "So as far away as I can take you?" he asks.
"Yeah, that's what I said. Please," I look at him, trying to wipe the continuing falling tears. "Just drive."
"Yes, ma'am. I'll tell you when I stop," he says gently, turning back to the wheel.
"Thanks..." I let out, looking back to the window. He pulls off down the street. I take a deep breath and lay my head on the window. I bring my hands up to my arms as I shiver. I'm not dressed for November weather in New York. I'm only wearing Stephen's t-shirt and jeans, and it's freezing outside and supposed to snow any day now. I really should have grabbed a jacket before I left, but I was trying to get out as fast as I could, and it's too late now.
"Do you want the heat turned up?" I hear the man ask. I let out a big sigh.
"Yes, that would be nice. Thank you," I say quietly through my weeping.
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