I walked to the park once again for another night on a cold bench. A part of me wanted to go and make sure someone found Andre and took care of him but then another part of me wants him to never be found so he can die and go to hell where he was created. *shkcrik* noises were coming from the tree by the swings. Oh god it's those creeps again. I got my thighs and started walking to McDonalds. Keeping my eyes on the creepers to see if they would follow I numbed into a lady. The same lady who pulled a gun on me the other night. She fell and my fist reaction was to help her up. She said thank you in a voice almost as soft as silk. I was hoping she wouldn't recognize me as I hid my face in my hood of my sweater along with my hair covering my eyes and mouth. " your that girl from last night! I went inside to get bandages and you left. I've been worried sick about you. Wondering if you got the medical attention you needed." She reached for my shoulder and I fell back from the pang of pain I felt and instantly got back up. " I'm sorry I was just trying to see if it got better" No. It didn't. I got to go. She grabbed my arm and refused to let go. " I'm not letting go till I see that that wound has been taken care of." I slowly lowered my sleeve and revealed my infected bleeding scab. She examined it and then let go of my arm telling me what she was going to do. "your coming home with me for some home cooked food and a nice bath." i don't need one. " trust me honey you need one" what's that supposed to mean?!? " it means you look homeless.. Are you?" not really. " what's that supposed to mean" she mimmicked me.. Story. " i got time" you sure are persistant are you? " not persistant but yearning for a story because I'm bored.. Follow me" she had a blue chevy pick-up truck. I got in and as soon as she turned on the car. Be k deep started playing. She turned it down while apologizing for the scare. She didn't look like the type of girl for like rock. no no it's fine i love neck deep. " you do?" yeah i actually just went to thier concert in LA. "OMG I did too!" that's cool.. I guess we have something in common. So what do you do for a living. "I'm not old tonight to have a professional job but i work at target." how old are you? "17" hah I'm 16 almost 17. That's awesome.. " so where do you work?" oh me? I don't have a job yet.. "well i just got you one.. The manager just quit to work at Disneyland and so I'm the new manager and your going to apply for my old job!". What?!?
