Interwined

Chapter 7

When I arrived at my apartment it was morning and sunlight was streaming through my bedroom window, spilling across my bare hard wooded floor. I could smell the city air, recognizing the sound of honking car horns. I could see all the things placed in my room that I had known as mine. If it wasn't for me somehow offending the only friends I had in my life, I would still be living in this apartment and I would still be living this miserable life. I walked over to my bed, stretching out on top of the crumpled sheets and closed my eyes. To the world I was dead, I had a chance to make a new life. Though, this place was the only home I'd ever truly known it certainly wasn't the only place I had left to go. I had one more place to go. Thanks to a very rough few weeks brought on by bailing a guy out of a bad situation and taking the beating that came with it, I had a guaranteed room waiting for me. I opened my eyes and sat up, gathering a duffle bag and placing it on top of my mattress. I didn't have enough time to reminisce on the past. I had to focus on the task at hand. Around the room I searched for things that might aid me. I found my first aid kit and a few rations in an Army back pack I had stored in my closet.  Besides that I had some of my favorite clothes and some hygiene products. I searched my room for my switch blade which I found on top of my dresser on top of an envelope which was addressed to my apartment number. I picked it up and, using my switchblade, I opened it. I scanned over the meaningless sentences, ignoring everything besides the two big words all capitalized and in a Times New Roman font.

EVICTION NOTICE

I blinked at it and shrugged, I wouldn't need to be staying here anymore anyways. I had been behind in rent for about two months now, couldn't help it when business was low. I returned to my bed and lifted the mattress up, stabbing along the seams and reaching in. I pulled out all of my fund reserves. This was only for emergencies, I had saved up all my life for this. There was a little over six thousand dollars in my hand, six thousand dollars which would go to building a new life for me. I stuffed the money in my bag and went over to my nightstand and opened the door, the rustle of phones being jerked around made my smirk.

I was a bit of a kleptomaniac.

I picked out a few new phones and placed them in the bag, throwing out my old phone. I picked up one of the phones, and dialed the number to my favor.

"Hello?" A low and hypnotic voice broke through.

"Hey, Ren, it's Hannah."

"Hannah? It's been a while, is everything alright?"

"Not exactly, do you remember that favor you owe me?"

"The room is ready for you, where are you at?" The tone in his voice was grim and serious. After all that has happened in the last couple of days I needed to hear a friendly voice.

"At my apartment, on my way out, I will meet you at the mall in 15 minutes, okay?" 

We said our goodbyes and I hung up the phone. I gave one last glance around the room before I exited through my window which was still open. If I had known that I would have gone through the window instead of the door. The sound of my boots clanging against the metal stairs made me cringe as it sent flashbacks swimming through my mind. I did my best to shrug off the memory of that night and ran a few streets down, tugging my black hood over my head and clinging to my duffle bag. I ushered a taxi and threw myself into it, instructing the driver where to go and finally sat back. A bite of sadness dwelled at the pit of my stomach, I stared out of the window and watched as rain droplets began to smack against the glass.

All I could think about was how my life was now over, technically I was dead. Or at least I was supposed to be. I never thought it would end this way. I was so tired of running from everything, but that was all I knew. I have been running all my life. What's one more go around the track? I rested my head against the window and watched the sunrise over the buildings as people began to pull out their umbrellas. There was always something about the rain that made me somber.

I was almost at the mall, I could see the meeting of cars and I inhaled deeply. I forked over the money I owed the taxi driver and got out. This was it; after I shut this door it would mean me shutting the door on my old life. I exhaled, and shut the door quickly, like pulling off a bandaid. I just wanted the pain over with.
Ren was waiting for me a few cars away for me to come to him. I had no choice but to trust him, though understandably I didn't exactly want to. As I walked to him I realized this was me ending the life I once knew. I could no longer be the person who stole and lied and broke the law. I had to lay low and turn a new leaf. I guess I should be thankful for this chance. Not everyone gets a second chance and mine was staring me right in the face.