I bolt from the sofa because of my night mare. I keep dreaming about the day when my mum first harmed me, physically.
I was reading a book on my bed and she came with a sigarette lighter and a belt in the other hand. "Would you ever stop reading? You pathetic little girl" She said mockingly. She walks next to me and fires two hard slaps on my back with the belt. She then takes my book and burns it, then throws it away. I cry and form into a little ball on my bed, whining at the pain in my back caused by the belt.
I made a cup of tea and head to the bathroom. I turn on the radio and open the water tap. I remove the straps of my dress letting it fall down to my feet. I put my feet in the bath and then get in slowly, turning the water tap off. I put some bath salts and let it frizz in the water, feeling relaxed already. I close my eyes and hum to the song playing on the radio.
When the water starts getting cold I remove the tap and let the water sink. I open the water tap and rinse the bath. I wet my cloth and put some soap on it washing my body calmly. I wash my face also with the cloth and rinse my face, my body and the cloth. I step out of the bath and on the little rug I have on purpose for my wet feet.
I wrap my fluffy lime towel around me and leave it like that until I don't feel cold anymore. I dry myself and throw some casual clothes on my body to do some errands. I put my hair in a messy bun and decide against make up today. I put on some slip-on shoes and clean up the bathroom, putting my used towel on the bath to dry next to my little rug. I put my hairbrush and deodorant in the cupboard and turn off the radio. I walk to the kitchen and wash my mug, the one I drank my tea in. I dry it and put it in it's place. I go to the living room and grab my phone from the coffee table, I check the percentage of my battery and it's almost dead. I put it on charge and write the things I need to do today on a piece of paper. I sigh at the sight of all the things I have to do and all the things I have to buy and get on it. I grab my keys and my wallet leaving my phone charging. I open the door, get out and close it, not forgetting to lock it.
I get on the bus and get a ticket, $2 for a whole day. I really need to get a car, and a licence. I make a mental reminder to call someone to get my licence. I find a seat next to a sweaty, smelly guy who had a beer belly and was hairless. I try my best not to make a sour face in front of him and try really hard to breath properly.
He gets up slowly and leaves the bus and I thankfully fill my nostrils with fresh air. I stop on the next stop and get into a supermarket. I look at my grocery list and I need: Milk, butter, eggs, flour, sugar, coffee, salt and pepper. I go to the fridge section and get two gallons of milk, butter and eggs. I walk to another section and get the coffee and the sugar, I walk to the opposite isle where there is the salt and pepper and the flour. I wait for my turn and I give her $15 ang get $9.50 change. I put them in a bag and wait for the bus. Next stop was the Pharmacy. I stop about a block away and walk. When I open the door the lady behind the counter, her name was Maura, at least that's what her name tag said. She had short, yellow hair and was about as tall as me. She looked very friendly. I walked to the counter abd she smiled politely. "How may I help you?" She asked. "Uhm, do you have the Pill?" I ask shyly. "Who's your family doctor?" She asks. "Dr.Hentch." I say. "Ah, yes. And how old are you?" She asks "19" I reply. No one ever questioned me like this before. "Okay. You need to get a signed paper from your family doctor in order to buy the Pill." "Okay. Then can you give me a box of condoms for now?" I ask trying my best not to explode. She nods and turns around "Male or female condoms?" She asks turning only her neck. "Male please" I say she grabs a box and turns around. She smiles "That would be $4.45 please." She says I hand her a $5 note and she gives me my change. I go to the last place on my to-do list by walk. I enter and am greeted with the cool air of the Air Condition. I walk to Mr. Peter Van Houten, the landlord of my apartament. "I would like to pay my bills please." I say. He looks at me and smiles. "Which apartament would yours be?" He asks politely. He isn't one of those anoying fucktards. He's actually really kind.
"Um Apartament 6." I say. "Okay your total bill is $375 then." He says. I give him my money and there's no need for change because I give him the right amount. I walk out of the room and get on the bus again. I stop and get in my apartament. I plop on the sofa and call the licence guy. "Hello! Paul's Motoring School, how may I help you?" "Hi, my name is Blair Waldorf, I wouldnlike to take the test." I say nervous. "Okay, how old are you miss?" He asks "19" I reply. "How's next Friday Miss. Waldorf." "I think it won't be a problem. I'll call if I can't make it. Thank you. May I ask at what time please?" "How's 5:45?" "Great. Thank you. Good Bye." "Have a nice one. Bye." He says and hangs up. I sigh and squeal. I text Frank telling him I can't make it on Friday because of my test and he replies instantly
Frank: Can you come late. The same guy from last week booked for you again. I said you wouldn't mind.
Me: Mr. Horan? ... I'll see at what time I can make it. Thank you Frank
I remove my phone from charging as I notice it's fully charged, and has been for a while. I put the milk and groceries in the fridge and decide on taking a nap.
A/N:
Sorry I took a week to update this but since it's the begining I still feel uneasy writing it. I have no ideas about what to write because I'm not a stripper and I'm not interested in being one (no effence to strippers) anyway, please be patient with my slow updates because I'm always thinking about what I should write. Hopefully it will be easier when I write more chapters.Did you like this chapter? More of a filler but next Chapter will include her driving test and the Niall sex scene. Vote, Comment & Follow me? I usually follow back so yeah :)
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