Trapped

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SHAWNS POV

working in walmart is such shit, people are so rude. But i can't complain about customers complaining when I used to rob stores like this. i guess i owe it to Walmart in general to suck it up and take this shit.

Willow came in here the first two days i started just to make sure i was okay, she said that this is definitely going in her course work, you know that she helped turn around my life. it's obvious she's turning me into her own personal project but she's gone now so it doesn't matter. Her and Austin left to visit the states today, Austin said when they came back to Canada for Christmas if i was still here he'd get me something from Disney world. He's a cool guy, the both of them are and i can't thank Willow enough for getting me this job.

my first pay check arrives at the end of the week so with that i can buy a new guitar and start busking when i'm not working here. This making it on my own thing is so difficult, i'll have to save forever in order to afford my own place with rent and shit, and i can't stay in that shitty hostel forever. God knows where i'll sleep tonight, i might find a cheaper hostel close by or something.

"So.... pretty boy got a job." i hear behind me, i stop stacking the shelves to see Aaron and his smug little grin standing behind me. fuck. fuck fuck fuck.

"What are you doing here?" I climb down my small ladder to stand in front of him.

"In Walmart? i don't know.... to buy food maybe." he laughs. I wonder if Ella has told him i've left? if she did he would've probably tackled me to the ground by now.

"I mean in this walmart. you live miles away."

"my....g..friend. my friend lives near here."

"girlfriend?" it would be so unlikely for this son of a bitch to have a girlfriend.

"kind of. sort of a tiny bit, but if you tell Ella i'll kill you. we're... new. and i don't want to ruin things yet. i'll tell her though, soon." if only he knew i couldn't tell Ella this even if i wanted to, not that i would. it's not exciting or interesting in the slightest.

"Yeah as if i could tell her."

"Why couldn't you?" he asks, i stare at him momentarily before picking up the box on the ground and re-stack the shelf i was before he came and interrupted me.

"dude." he grabs my arm and i move away from him.

"Listen i don't need you getting all best friend on me and trying to drag me back there for her sake because you're like fucking blood brothers or whatever. i'm not going back there."

"So you left her? again?"

"i didnt just leave this time... I wanted to make a better life for myself and stop being so dependent on her, i'm going to come back. once i have my own place and stuff." i shrug, i hope he doesn't attack me right here. i'll knock him out and i don't want to lose my job after doing so.

"and this is where you chose to hide out? an hour away? real good thinking there genius."

"I'm not 'hiding' i didn't have enough money to go further." why isn't he yelling at me? "You're not angry? why?"

"It's clear you're not good enough for Ella and she doesn't deserve you so it's good that you left her so she can finally move on." he casually shrugs.

"thanks." i roll my eyes and continue my job. i hope my manager isn't watching me skive off on the cameras.

"Seriously, if you want to come back a better man or whatever then you can and i wont have a problem. as long as when you come back you're actually a better man. but for now you're a piece of shit so she's better off without you."