Carefree

CHAP 2

My eyes are bloodshot red. I look like Christmas since my eyes are green. I have to pick up Mina, my daughter, at her dad's house and he will call the police if I show up like this. I'm also a little tipsy. Hopefully I don't get pulled over. I'm 18 so I'm not the best driver considering the fact that I got my license about 3 weeks ago.

I managed to get Mina, with the help of my sun glasses, but I did get pulled over. Not for being drunk, for hitting someone's car slightly. It didn't even have a dent in it. Mina is fine fortunately. I already told her not to tell Lennox.

Meanwhile I'm all sobered up and not as high. I'm sitting here while the man I hit is talking to the fucking cops. Mina is getting a little antsy in her car seat, so I take her out and cradle her in my arms. "Xaya," she says in her soft 3 year old voice, "Are you in touble?" She asked. "No I'm in trouble Minnie." "O" she replies. "Xaya can you sing me a song. I tired." She cried.

I call it magic.
I call it true.
I call it magic.
When I'm with you.
And I just got broken.
Broken into two.
Still I call it magic.
When I'm next to you.

And I don't and I don't and I don't and I don't.
No I don't it's true.
I don't no I don't no I don't no I don't.
Want anybody else but you.
I don't no I don't no I don't no I don't .
No I don't it's true.
I don't no I don't no I don't no I don't.
Want anybody else but you.

When I finished I heard clapping. The man that I barely hit was outside of my window. "That was an amazing song," he said. "Did you write it yourself?" I looked at that bastard like he lost his mind. How dare he call the fucking cops on me, listen to my song, and wake my damn baby up. I might not be a biological parent, but Mina is my magic. The reason I try stopping. And now she is woke. I... "Helllllloooo. Did you hear me mam." "Yes I heard you." I snapped back. "Woahhh why so snappy." "Cause you woke up my FUCKING CHILD." "Xaya can I go in my chair?' Mina asked and batted her eyelashes. I put her in her car seat and she went to sleep almost immediately. "Why does she call you by, what I think is your real name." "I don't know. Why am I about to punch you annoying man." "Ok, I think we started t of at a bad start. My name is Anthony. I'm a a judge for The Voice. I think you have potential. Here's my card and auditions are tomorrow at Four." Then he left. He must've of not pressed charges because I didn't get a ticket. All I knew is I was going to that audition.