I smiled grimly as I threw my phone onto the floor... it had been the third time this year that things like this screwed up. I looked up at the ceiling, the light still flickering in my room obviously needing to be repaired.
My room was fairly tidy... though the floor needed a good vacuum, I looked out my new window as I had moved in here two days prior, things had been running fairly in this new home of mine but I felt I was still missing a sort of fulfillment.
I looked in my hairdresser, on it were photos of me at a party with my fellow martial arts group. I trained in Iado and had honestly never felt any happier since. It was better than the previous damn art I had done years ago. I sat up then walked over to retrieve the photo then hesitated as I reached for another.
In it a photo of me and someone I really liked stood proud with a grin... him. The guy who had been there for me since god knows when I met him. He had a goofy look about him which would never fail to make me smile, short spiky hair he'd always groom very early of the morning before work... how I'd know this was beyond me except a guess. He wore glasses with the "classy" black rims... which I had enjoyed the sight of when I first met him. Looking at him for me, admiring this person was a first in the many crushes I had before. No one had made more of an impression in my life than him.
Noticing my slight smile and blushing I sighed with resignation then sat down on a chair nearby... noticing how the time flies by as I held the photo of us in my hand. I knew deep down that he had eyes for other women and while he didn't pursue them, things between us had been like a standstill... no real efforts made to pursue the other.
I threw the photo on the desk at the thought, nothing would really work out anyway... at least my doubts allowed me to think so.
His name was Vince, that name rolled on my tongue every time I said it and to me was sort of an affirmation or a comfort. Lately we had spent time together but it felt... short lived or short of becoming something more than just a passionate kiss.
To top it off I had introduced my best mate, Vicky to him and he took it as a hook-up... I wasn't happy but it did get him to realize I had liked him.
"You can have Hope..." Vicky had said. "She likes you"
Damn her... my best friend raised my hopes like that. At least at that moment, he had said to "Give things a shot to see where it leads"
No point in saying that if you're going to basically flirt with other chicks behind my back and basically flirt with my own best friend... especially if he knew what I had been through beforehand... I mean I even told him to remind him "to let me know if there's anyone he's attracted to" before even trying to have a serious go with me.
My phone rang again, the caller was usually Vicky or my work. Vince rarely called me unless I was seemingly the last resort person to hang out with or to share an anime with. I looked and it wasn't anyone I knew, probably the bank demanding payments.
"Is this Miss Hope?"
"It is... how may I help you?"
"This call is in regards to a job you applied for, I would like to ask you a few questions."
I nodded to myself to help keep my mind of Vince and everyone else. The job I had applied for was within a bar, loved the idea of mixing drinks and talking to many people. I'm sure there were more interesting things in a bar than him...
"First may I ask you have you worked in bar tending before?"
Many of these types of questions had popped up during the conversation and in every one I always answered honestly... well I tried to make myself look good to them anyway.
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My Dearest Guide
ParanormalWell, I'll be blunt. Though not many of you like a blunt woman. My name is Hope, life has been pretty shit recently and my luck feels like it's running out. No one seems to give a shit about how I feel except those who have passed away. Or those who...