Guided by an Old Man (Very Slow Update)

just on time...i think

Once I was done work, i went to my locker to put away my uniform and grab my stuff. I didnt have the keys to the place yet so i would have to come back tomorrow morning  to return the pants.

Most shows happen at night and open stage happenes in the day. Isa picks new entertainment from the day proformers sometimes.

Have you aten yet?

I was looking at my watch when Gramps asked me. It was close to 10pm."Nope, i guess i should eh?"

I walked down to the nearest Popeyes and ordered a 3 piece combo, and a nestea drink. I ate there while i thought about going to another bar with Anthony. I remember saying yes but i also remembered that i was lazy when it came to having fun...with other people.

I didnt even know what Shi bar was. It sound like a candy bar if you asked me. I took out my phone and connected to the free wifi.

Why not just go to the bar to prove yourself?

I took a big bite out of my chicken with the most ugly face possible so my Gramps can see i dont care. But he knew that I knew that he was right.

"That is one ugly face you made there. Did i not cook it right?" I lift my head up to look behind the cashiers. Standing there in an white dress shirts and black apron is Nick Smith. Damn him. I didnt know he worked here.

"What? "Ugly faces" turns you on? I said dryly. I really should think before i say things sometimes.

That was I keep telling you. Wait...
Excuse?!

He laughes, sits beside me and takes a fry. I slap his hand, knowing he knows I dont share. He eats the fry anyway.

" You done your shift?" I said drink a bit of my Nestea.

"You done yours?" He was teasing me. At that moment i realize the feelings that were developing were not there anymore. I smiled at that thought.

"Ladies 1st cunt."  I replied proudly. He grabs my food and i scream bloody murdur.   No one touchs my food! When i reached him i kick his lower leg and yelled. "Roll 20 bitch!"

He trapped and i grabbed my food in mid-air and walked back to my seat. I could hear my Gramps pouting but keeping his butt silent. I wondered why?

Nick was laughing hard when he got up.
" You love you food and your nerdy D&D more then talking to other people?"

" yeah cause people suck. You suck." He stops laughing and sits infront of me, worry on his face. Thats was a fastmood change.

"Yeah im sorry for leaving and dropping out of school when you needed me the most."

My mother had gone unstable when my bother died and it just kept getting worse and worse each year. She finally craked on my last year of high school and kicked me out. I turned 18 earlier so it wasnt an issuse per say. I guess i just wasnt good enough for her.

Father left the family to make another. Not much there to tell.

Nick and I have been friends for a while so he knew what was going. He use to be always there. But not this time. Homeless and no where to go. My Anut May spent a year looking for me and by the time she found me, I was skinner then what i was now, didnt talk much and I only had my music and wallet with me.  I was not as dirty as she thought i would be. I played smart and knew how to find money with small jobs and bought only what i needed. I was living in the basement of a church that Aunt May and her huband go to. My Gramps, her husband,  was friends with the paster but Aunt May stopped going there when Gramps died.

"Whatever. Its done." My voice was lower. The mood has change and i didnt want to talk to him anymore. I mean I don't blame him but I thought I could at least count on him to just be there. By phone or mail or anything. I was alone. I got up and cleaned my mess, getting ready to leave. Nick got up as well taking off his apron and hanging it on the side. I guess he was closing and didn't care if he was wasting time talking to me.

"I got to go. I guess ill see you around." I said feeling hurt. I guess the butterfly feels from before where old feels just dying.

"Wait...can i walk you to wherever your going? I feel bad"

I looked at him and thought i did needed the company but i didnt want his.

Cause you have me! Watching you reject someone makes me proud.

I smiled at my gramps words.

"I think i rather be alone. See ya around" i repeated and walked out without lookong back.

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I just opened the door to my now home and Aunt May run up to me huging me while crying. Most days im ready for someone to cry and give them great support. But when its out of nowhere, I am the image of a fish with out water. Awkward looking.

My hands were trap in her arms so all i could do it pat her hip in comfort. Yup. Making things weirder lads and gents.

"Whats wrong? Did i do something..again? Are you on your period?" When i ask these questions she looked at me frowning.

"Is thats what you ask your aunt when she is crying?" She pouts and steps back to have a look at me. I roll me eyes.

"I did ask whats wrong first. The rest was to make you stop crying and it worked." I pointed out. Granpa is weirdly quiet...

I went into the kitchen to start making tea, give my aunt a cup when she followed me. She was sniffing and worried eye. Waiting.

I took out the peppermint tea leaves, tissues and place them on the table. Once the water finish boiling i heard her sign. We both sat in the kitchen table wothout a word. When there was ever something wrong we have a route. It just to calm ourselves or mostly whoever is crying.

Aunt May breath in and spoke. "Your father is here in town and he wants to tell you what happen to your mother. My sister but i rather you hear it from me. Not that bum."

I give my aunt a small smile. I love her. I took her hand in mine, giving her a bit more comfort.

"Your mother killed herself, baby." I sat there trying to say something but this news was a surprise. I came up blank.