Hey friends! Last chapter was the main, basic part of the story. So tell me your views and opinions 'cause all the other chapters seems like they focus more on the relationship between Carrie and Dan, so.... did you enjoy it?
Enjoy this one!
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I press the numbers on my twenty seven percentage battery on my phone. It keeps ringing and ringing but no answer. I try several more times but still nothing.
"Good evening ma'am, what would you like to drink?" The waiter impatiently waiting for me, ready to scribble some orders asks. I look down at my table and see my menu, untouched. I skim through it and pick the cheapest one.
"Can I just have an orange juice please, and thank you." I tell her.
"Yeah yeah." She takes my menu and hold it lazily by the tip of her fingers, her heels never leaving the floor giving a screeching sound.
I murmur to her attitude and continue pressing the numbers again, still no answer. Irritated by this I look again to the paper and see the address written on it.
I need you James.
"Here ya go, one orange juice. Now, anything else?" she purse her lips together and eyebrows raised.
"That would be all, thank you."
"Uh um." She stretches, walks while untying her dirty apron and sleeping on the side table. I look around me and see none but one chef, one waiter and one customer, me. The cafe was empty and dead. What could the time be? I look down at my phone and see the time.
12:53
I take a sip from my orange juice and try once more with the number given to me. But it just keeps ringing. This is irritating the living daylights off of me. I just need to rest. I need a bed, but how long will it take me to walk home, there's no taxi can near this place meaning I have to go on foot. I drink my juice until it was completly finished. Leave exact notes to pay and grab my sling bag and go.
I look back at this coffee shop and the waiter is sleeping, the chef is cleaning lazily and I'm leaving. One word out of my mouth and they just might scream to the sound of an intruder. I open the door and walk out.
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Dark, midnight, no life in this part of the city. There's no one here. No lights, cars and people. I wouldn't expect anyone but usually some people will go partying or something, this place doesn't. I look down at the address given to me and crunch it back to my bag pocket. I memorise the street and house number, then I start searching for it. But it wasn't a house, it was a flat. A 25 - floored building of flats. Painted grey and almost falling apart. I look around at the reception table and there was nothing to find. No telephone or papers it was all just so dusty. His room was way at the top and I just realise how much stairs I have to walk. I look at the paper once again and knock on the door. Nothing. I knock ones again. Nothing. I take a pause for a moment and just when I was about to knock for the third time someone's walking to the door. He looks through the small circle on the door and asks.
"Who is it? " He asks.
"It's Carrie. Carrie Sitle." I say.
"What do you want?" He says, still not unlocking the door.
"I need your help. " It didn't take him more words to know we were on the same page.
"Who's with you?" He asks.
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Romance"Will you do this for me, will you surrender?" A romantic story of Carrie Sitle. A girl full of wonders and mystery. She lives in her dark world, trapped and in need of help but with no signs of this, she continues her ordinary life. She doesn't be...
