The Girl In The Black Hoodie

Chapter 4

Flashback:

(2 years ago) 

"Anya!" Kaya called. She just got home and she was crying. This wouldn't happen normally, Kaya doesn't cry usually.

"What happened?" I asked, walking towards her.

"Kyle broke up with me... He said that I was ugly and I didn't deserve him!" Kaya said, crying.

"What? Why would he say such a thing?" I asked and hugged her.

"He said Victoria was prettier than me and he rather be with her."

"VICTORIA?! She looks like a fat frog with make up!" I said. "If Kyle was just dating you because you were pretty he doesn't deserve you."

"You think?" Kaya asked.

"Sure, someday, you'll be a model." I said and Kaya smiled.

"Really, I always wanted to be a model." She said.

"You will, you will." I said and hugged her.

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How could I be this stupid! This was the only time Kaya mentioned her dreams!

It's always hard to become a model nowadays... Normally, when people come to a city like Chicago to become a model, sometimes they end up becoming strippers or homeless. I don't know why she would run away for that.

Wait, I ran away. For a a stupider reason, rap battles.

At least here I had time to think... God how I hated to think, I prefer to act then think... 

Think? When was the last time I thought? I didn't think when I ran, I didn't think when I went to that bar... Who am I? What's a human being that doesn't think? I'm pretty sure it's not a human.

Maybe I came here to figure out who I am... What did I get instead? Hunger, sore feet, a headache.... the list goes on.

"Kaycee?" a guy said tapping my shoulder.

I turned around to see his face, he was maybe 20, with messy hair and and awful look. Maybe this one thought I was a slut too.

"I'm sorry, I'm not Kaycee you go away?" I asked. Why did these people talk to me? I'm sick of them, can they just shut up? I'm not bothering them, am I?

"I'm so sorry, girl, you look like Kaycee" He said.

"I don't care if I look like a world known prostitute, just go away!" I said to the guy. He had a big tattoo on his forearm and he was way taller than me, but awkwardly I wasn't scared.

"You don't look like a world known prostitute, Kaycee isn't a prostitute ok? And I don't get how you can not know who Kaycee is, she's like an inspiration for every girl... and guy." he said under his breath.

"I don't care who that is ok! Just get lost!" I said, and the guy went away, laughing.

Wow, another one to worry about. This one thinks I'm a 'Kaycee'... What the hell does that mean?? God, people had such awkward nicknames. What is the nickname for Anya? Never had one, never wanted to have one... I think I scare people off...

And apparently, Kaycee is a role model for girls... I don't know what girls do here, but she doesn't seem like a good role model. 

My feet touched the ground, they were burning with pain, but I kept walking, I don't care about anything! what can I care for? Kaya? She's nowhere to be seen, and she probably lied about being in Chicago... My mom? She's better off without me. Will? Anya please, how can you add him to this thought?

I kept on walking until I saw it. yes, the biggest joy of my life.

"RAP BATTLES, NEAR JACE'S BAR"

I never thought I would smile this much, for going into another bar, God my life changed so much...

Now I had a problem, where the hell was Jace's bar??

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AN

Hey!! Sorry I didn't upload!! (A big apologize to @UnicornLoover... she was begging me for this...)

So this is veeeery small, but I was busy this week and I couldn't write, I already missed Anya!!

LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH!!

Annie