After my not so lovely chat with the two firemen, I took all my things and my dog.
Let's be honest: I lost my house and I had absolutely not a clue where to go to pass the night.
I took my bike that was hidden in the parking. I placed Luna in the front basket. Trust me, she was not going anywhere. She loved it when I went for a bike ride with her and besides, she is too small and scared to jump out of the basket. So I was not going to lose her this time.
Right. Now where do I go? As I thought about where I should go, I sadly observed the ruins of what used to be my apartment. I really am going to miss this place. It was my home.
I shook my head. I will think about this tomorrow and cry over my pathetic life. But for now, I really had to find a place to stay for the night. Prostitution is not an option, I am just saying. Maybe I could just stay up all night and wander around the city until morning? I think it's the best option I had.
I slowly start pedaling. I am ready to go wherever my feet will take me. I plugged my earphones in my ears and pedaled a little faster, following the rhythm of the music. It's weird how music can affect you: it can change your mood and even the rhythm of whatever you are doing.
I realized at this very moment how lonely I really was. I did not have a lot of family: my parents were dead and for the past years, my sister and I grew apart. I still have a grandma on the complete other side of the country. She lives in Maine. I did not have many friends and Mallory was away. I really had no one to turn to.
I soon got lost in my thoughts and before I knew it, I was on the Golden Gate Bridge.
I reach the middle and get off my bike to look at the view of the city at night. It is now 2:00 A.M. and I feel kind of peaceful in the middle of the night. I make sure the bike is leaning steadily against the fence that was preventing bystanders to fall off the bridge. I do not want Luna to fall after all, I had enough of a bad day. She was soundly sleeping in the bottom of the basket.
Then, I did something that was maybe very stupid. But let's face it: it was not the first time I did anything imprudent today. I carefully went over the fence and sat on it with my feet swinging under me. I was gripping the fence as hard as I could. I like the feeling of insouciance this brings me. I could fall any minute because this is very dangerous, but I love this. I inhale the fresh air and close my eyes, trying to relax and forget about all the horrible events of the day. Then, I heard a gasp behind me and someone clearing his throat. I turned around to see who it was.
-You, I say with contempt.
It was the guy from this morning in the park. He carefully leaned his bike without his eyes leaving me. He looked more nervous and his eyes were looking at me with too much insistence. I wanted to break the eye contact, but I couldn't. I felt mesmerized by the gripping color of his eyes. They were green with hints of brown and... orange? Yes, there is orange around his pupils. He had long brown eyelashes that every girl would dream of. The stranger was even more attractive than this morning, if it was even possible.
We kind of had a staring contest for a little while and then he broke the silence:
-Listen to me. I am sure there is a better solution to whatever is happening in your life. You can solve it another way. But this, is not the right answer.
I looked at him in confusion. What is he even talking about? Who does he think he is to talk to me like that, pretending like he actually gave a damn.
And then realization hit me, this was so not what it looked like. He thought I was going to jump off the bridge. I swear I almost lost it and laughed at his face, but I suppressed whatever laughter I had in me. I humorously responded:
