Fireflakes- H.S AU

Chapter 2

I tug my dress a little up from both sides so that I can walk without tripping over nothing again.

I try to tear it up from below a little to decrease its length but couldn't. The hem is even not supporting me today; nothing's on my side today. I turn around repeatedly to find a car or anything that can drive me to a locality or somewhere I can find a hotel. I'm not so strong that I'll walk all the way by my feet and not even so lucky that I'll find a place to calm my nerves and my growling tummy down. I stop in the middle of the road being tired several times.

After some time, I sit on a big stone to give my feet some rest.

"Shit!" I stand up when the tiny creatures of Jesus also start to pinch me, freaking ants!

After walking for a while, my body regains its stamina noticing two or three shops or something at a far distance. I look up and thank Jesus before walking fast towards it. My feet are painful, and I'm feeling weak on my knees. I find a smile tugging on my lips when I notice it's a gas-filling station with a restaurant beside a shop for goods. There is also a tiny ladieswear shop. It could be a bus stop considering there are a variety of shops at the same place. Or else, why would there be a ladieswear shop in the middle of a highway?

I enter the restaurant and take a seat in a corner. The restaurant is not so big and has a calm environment. Thankfully the restaurant is not overcrowded and none is here to notice my horrible state besides an old man busy with his meal, well too busy I must say.

I have to get rid of my wedding dress as soon as I finish having my dinner here. Whenever I'm looking at this dress or acknowledging the presence of this dress on me, my memories haunt me more. Wedding dresses can be the perfect nightmare if you don't tie them with daydreams. Yeah.

"Anything I can help you with sweet lady?" I turn at the sweet female voice and see a middle-aged blonde woman smiling at me. I nod and she passes me the menu. Looking at the menu, my tummy starts to play drum rolls.

To calm my growling stomach, I order some spaghetti and an iced pop.

"You could order a chilled beer if you don't want much alcohol; you know you look tired dear." She says more like questioning.

"Okey, thanks." I smile and she walks away after giving me a nod.

I feel exhausted. The order is going to take a bit late, so I walk towards the washroom. I look at my reflection in the mirror.

Is it me? Aren't I supposed to tie my long blonde hair perfectly and wear a neat and clean dress like my father's perfect girl? Yes, I am supposed to but I've no option to do that now.

I run my fingers through my tangled hair and make a messy bun out of it. Splashing some cold water over my face, I go outside and see a tall figure sitting on my table.

No way we live on the smallest planet in the whole universe!

It doesn't take me long to recognize him, even from backwards. Rolling my eyes, I walk towards the table and stand in front of him.

"Someone has found her destination at last I think!" He says leaning against his chair. He crosses his arms behind his head and I notice a ferns tattoo hugging his hips. I look away immediately and look at him again. A huge grin is covering his face and his eyes are bloodshot. Is he drunk? Nothing unexpected if he is.

"Someone has found only my table to sit on I think." I snap, crossing my arms over my chest, no fear but only anger evident in my voice.

"Your table? Your table?" He repeats. "Wow! I found this table empty and I didn't know about your rules of 'my table'!" He almost yells, emphasizing the word my table.