*Annabel's PoV*
The next morning, I got up early, and took the more relaxing shower I had had in, literally, years. The water felt good, slowly cascading down my back. As I washed my body, I looked at my legs. They were mostly healed, because I didn’t cut in prison though I wanted so badly to. No pain compares to what I did to Diana and her ‘family’, and remembering that every moment for the rest of my life, made me just want to end it, although I knew I couldn’t. I didn’t have the nerve, so, I used the blade to justify it. Maybe if I cut enough, I would die from lack of blood. That’s what I wanted more than anything.
Or at least I used to.
Now, I wanted to see a particular pair of light brown eyes look at me, with a twinge of acceptance. Wait; why did I care so much? He was a stranger to me. Well, as much as he could be to an old Directioner.
I turned off my shower, changed into some clothes Nat had set out for me while I was showering, and read her note;
“Annabel,
Going to work now. Be back around 6:45PM. Have fun with your first full day of freedom ;)
-Nat”
I smiled, and headed off to work. I didn’t have a car, but I was close enough to walk. I did so, and arrived 10 minutes early. Not bad for my first day. I was given my uniform, and my job. I changed, and started to get cleaning. I wasn’t sure hw much cleaning there was since I was first shift, but I wasn’t complaining; this was my first job in 3 years, and there was no way I was gonna mess this up.
The door opened and I watched people walk to the counter, ordering their usuals, and having small talk. Starbucks was my favorite place growing up, and I was more pleased than most to work there.
After my shift was over, which was 9AM to 1PM, I changed back into my street clothes, and went back home. I wasn’t really sure what to do. When I got there, I started looking at the DVDs that were neatly organizer on the shelf by genre. Natalie had the usual; Comedies, Romances, Action. Finally, I saw Little Mermaid in the Disney part of the shelf. I smiled, and put it in, before grabbing a blanket curling up on the couch.
“Annabel? Hey. Tiger.”
I was awoken by Natalie, and I sat up. I didn’t even remember falling asleep. “Hey.“ I smiled at her, but her face remained blank, “Annabel….You know we’re friends right?” I nodded, afraid where this was going. “Well… my supervisor wanted to talk to me today; he asked me if I knew where you were staying.” “What did you say?” I asked. “Here.” she replied, “But he informed me that, to keep my job, I couldn’t keep an ex-convict in my home… Those were his words, not mine.” “So… What does that mean?” I asked, and Natalie sighed, “Tonight is the last night you can stay here.”
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