One Way Out

~Chapter 5~

Another day, another dollar I suppose. That's what my mother would say. She was always spending money. Mostly on what I now know to be alcohol. It's why she was always drunk. Poor mommy. Her life was wasting away. All I could do was watch. I just watched her down the red rum. Also known as murder backwards. It hurts more now than when I was younger. Back then, I was naive. My love never died for her.

"Ana, you good?" Oh. I guess I spaced out for a bit. It's early morning. Aniya came to see me before school.

"I'm sorry. What were you saying?"

"I was saying if you wanted to go shopping after school. You know, to get your mind off things." Shopping does sound good. There are some boots I wanted. I answer her,"Yea sure." Aniya smiles at me then leaves my room, closing the door behind her. I head over to my wardrobe. Opening the doors, I scan the clothes. I decide on my studded leggings and a plain white tee. Quickly, I put on my burgundy Dr. Martens, and make my way downstairs. Sitting at the table is my mother. I ignore her and head for the bus stop.

On the bus, I see Marie slapping and yelling at Jordan. Behind her is Jordan, tugging her hair, and laughing hysterically. He stops when I take a seat next to him. Marie turns around and smiles as Jordan kisses my cheek, stretching his arm around me.

"So you're together now?" Marie looks at me with a smirk. I gave her a simple nod and turned to Jordan. He smiled at me. Those warm eyes. I couldn't help but get lost in them. I saw a lot of emotion. A lot of love in them. He wants to share love. He's had an easy up bringing. "You okay?" Jordan's question snaps me out of my daze. I blink a couple times to refocus my eyes. "Yea I'm fine. By the way, if you have a car, why are we on the bus?" He laughs at me, along with Marie. He plainly said, "I like the bus. I like to be around people as much as possible."

After that, all three of us fell into mindless chatter. Things like 'best celebrity couple' and 'the love of art and literature'. Also things like what we wanted to be when we grew up. Marie wanted to be a model, working in California, and go clubbing all night. When the bus came to a stop, we all exited, heading for our classes.

The day went by slow. Every minute seemed like a hour. Every hour seemed like a year. Nothing to do but learn. Learn and think. Learn and think. A continuous cycle. So exhausting. Eventually, lunch rolled around the corner. I went to talk to Mr.Vence before heading straight the cafeteria. We talked briefly then I went to lunch.

Same old lunch. Same old cafeteria. Same old faces. Another cycle I've become bored off. There is absolutely no excitement in my life. Im not in the mood for anything. I join my friends at our usual table. Jordan is playing in my hair while Marie carries on about nothing important.

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6 Days Later

Working in Essence has been the only highlight of these last few days. At least I get a change of customers. Two days ago, a woman came in cursing all type of things at me. "Leave evil alone", and "It's gonna drag you down", was what she chanted at me until my co-worker showed her the exit. I didn't tell any one. I was too intrigued. I wish I can see her again. Her physical appearance was in-carved in my head. Blond hair just above her waist, icy blue eyes, and a ugly plum floor-length skirt. Maybe she was a fortune teller. Or maybe she was a medium. She could have been crazy. Whatever she was, she was funny. In addition, I liked her.

When my shift ended, I decided to take the train home. The closes station was only three blocks away, so I walked. On some occasions, Jordan dropped me home. But the train ride gave me time to think and write.

I stood at the station waiting for my train. It was evening. The sky was purplish,pink, close to dark. It was chilly outside. I wish I brought a jacket.