Back to New York! (2nd)

Homecoming

Homecoming

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You could hear the soft, clunk, clunk, clunking of heels on the pavement. It was a rather quiet night for New York City, it felt so odd. It was the middle of spring, so the night was a bit nippy. The woman pulled her leather jacket closer, and looked at her map then around. “AW, dammit. You spend seven years away from’a place and they go changing everything.” She murmured. The woman saw a little coffee shop and went to buy a hot chocolate; she still hated the flavor of coffee. Sipping it absent mindedly, she threw away the napkin the counter guy had given her with his number on it. “Some people have no taste, he could do much better.” The woman had never thought to herself very pretty, she wasn’t ugly by any means but not pretty. She always thought herself a little less than average, even when she was a teen and was supposed to be stuck up about her looks, like all the normal girls.

She kept looking into alley ways for a sewer opening, but either there was none or someone was there. It was getting late almost one at night. The woman kept telling herself that they wouldn’t be up at this god forsaken hour and she should go back to the apartment and wait till it was morning or something. But knowing the guys, something kept nagging at her to keep going and find them. ‘I must be crazy, even they hold value to sleep. But knowing him… he’ll be up playing video games, reading comics, or sleeping like the sane person I’m not, and knowing him, he’ll be up all night working on his do hickeys if he can help it. He’ll be training or sleeping. And Him… he’s out like a light… at least I hope…he could be clubbing. I hope he’s not ‘er I’m gonna pound his face in, old tutor or not. I should wait… till five tomorrow, to go out in broad daylight would be… too conspicuous.” The woman murmured to herself. She had a habit of that, had had it since she was little-used to worry her parents too but she couldn’t give it up. She, without realizing what she was doing (because she was caught up in her own thoughts) wandered into a dark alley, only noticing when she bumped into the back wall.

“Cluts, can’t do day dreaming in this town at this time of night girlie. You’ll get yerself into trouble.” She said touching the wall daintily with one hand and the other resting on her purse. “Better turn back. C’mon, tomorrow we’ll visit-tonight’s just ludicrous any way. We don’t need to see them the day we get into NY.” The woman started the other way around when a big mass of muscle stood in front of her and she bumped into him. ‘Shoot’ she thought, stepping back and looking up. There stood a big, beefy, not particularly handsome wall of meat and he just stared down at her with hungry eyes.

“Evenin’ Miss. Out for a late night stroll are we?” He said smirking, and attempting to hold her face in his gargantuan hand, but the woman stepped back. “*sigh* See Kylee, this is what ya get for daydreaming at night in the open… A wall of beef who has no taste, New York seems to be filled with them.” The man was a bit confused at first, looking around to see if anyone else was around, and then looking back at her as if the lady were crazy. “You talk to yerself often ma’am?”

“Yeah it’s a bit of a bad habit. And since when are street thugs like you so gentlemen like?”

The guy just smiled at her, a greasy, oily, uncomfortable smile. He whistled and several other guys came down off the fire escapes, Kylee had seen them earlier but chose not to show that she knew they were there. She walked into a corner, already planning her moves of escape, as an old friend of hers had once taught her to do.

 “I see, you try to get a girl comfortable, not scared, then you jump yer goonies on her and we all know the rest bla bla bla... Or am I giving you pee brains a bit too much credit, ‘cause if I am I apologize, I know how dumb people hate to be reminded that they’re dumb, I mean look at me! I’m dumb… but not as dumb as the- one, two three, four, five… seven of you.”