A Change Of Heart...

Chapter 5 - The Luck Charm✞

~~The Luck Charm~~

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I spent most of last night driving around until I came across a Motel. I did not feel like sleeping in my car, as nice as it was, I don't think it's made for sleeping in, so I booked a room for the night in the Motel. But... To be honest... The Motel wasn't too better than what car would have been. It did however have hot water and a bed that was bearable. In all the places I have ever been it wasn't the worst I'd been in, which was good. Any who, I gave the woman the money I owed her for the night and said thanks for having me for the night, then carried on with my driving.

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I was rapping along (very badly) to No Interruption by Hoodie Allen on the radio:

"I got a fake ID and a checklist,

It goes never meet a girl on Craigslist,

And never spend your money on a necklace,

Three square meals homie gotta have breakfast,

Real shit she be payin for the date,

I be on my Will Smith, Enemy of State,

Keep my friends close, keep my enemies away,

And if they all repellin, oh they're so jealous,

Imma do shit just to piss them off,

Say they heard of never heard me, it's your loss,

They bitin on all my freestyles,

They told me make my money frontin on a weed style,

I tell em is be too old for it,

And I gave my brother my ID,

She independent, but these bitches never find me,

I hope thy don't find him though,

Cause they be knockin on my door,

Now they lookin through my windo-."

'Beep Beep Beep'

It was a text from my dad.

From Dad: Hi love. Just checking up. How are you?xxx

I decided to pull over and phone him instead.

The call:

Dad: Hunnie. How are you?

Me: Fine. I stayed in a Motel last night... *sighs*

Dad: Never do that again. *laughes*

Me: Oh shut up. But I'm fine. How are you and mum?

Dad: Fine. Mums at work, still worried for you.

Me: At least she's keeping herself busy.

Dad: Well I won't keep you for too long.

Me: It's okay. I have no idea what to do half the time anyways. But dad?

Dad: Yes love?

Me: Please no random phone calls form yourself or mum saying you miss me.

Dad: I don't so none from me. *laughing*

Me: Oh ha ha.

Dad: A deal? I will call at 12 every day to catch up. Deal?

Me: Deal.

Dad: Have fun, Genny.

Me: Bye Dad. Miss you already.

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Peace. Serene. Tranquil.

I use to get asked where I would go. How I would know where to go. I didn't even know. I just told myself to follow the countryside, stay out of the way, breath in the air. I've always loved the country side. Its like a home to me, I feel like I am somehow drawn to it.

That's probably because I spent my childhood in the countryside. I use to come here with my family all the time. Running around in the tall grass and flowers, climbing trees. The memories were amazing.

I use to have a dog. His name was Hunter. Mainly because if you ever let him outside nine out of ten times he would come back with a dead animal. Only mice or sometimes a bird, nothing major. I missed him. He died when I was about eleven or twelve. But when he was around we brought him places like this. These were his favourite places to go. Being free, running around without any rules. Hunter always came back though. All you had to do was whistle and he's be there. By your feet.

I was following the daisy's lined up the side of the road, but they stopped. Just ended. No more green grass. No more pretty flowers. Just a unwelcoming crossroad. It faded my train of thoughts.

"What the hell?" I said to myself.

Pulling up at the end of the road I was driving down, I now had a choice. Keep going forward? Turn right? Turn left? I was immensely confused.

I decided to get out of my car. Opening the door and stepping out, I walked to the middle of the crossroads. My mind was telling me to be logical and go forward. Whereas my heart told me to turn left. But my stomach says turn right.

I didn't know what to do. Usually I would have just gone with my brain... But something's telling me that my brain isn't part of this right now. Like it didn't matter what my brain said because 'destiny' was trying to take its course.

"Destiny..." I said allowed and laughed to myself. I had never been a big believer of destiny or fait for that matter, so doing this... Running after someone I was destined to be with... its stupid to me.

Just then I remembered what Mrs.Bradbury said to me before I left. "Oh and remember... Just because it has to be doesn't make it true. Remember the luck charm if you're ever in a tough time." So I did. Was I really putting the my future in the luck charm. Still I had no better option than to just go for it. so I did.

I pulled the chain from around my neck revelling the heart and luck charm. I took off the luck charm then held it in my hands.

Clenching the charm in my fists I shut my eyes. I shut them just as tight as I was holing the charm. Then I lifted my head to the sky.

"Okay. So... I need your help." I scoffed to myself after hearing what I just said. Opening my eyes I realised how stupid this was. "I'm talking to a charm for fucks sake!"

Kicking some dirt up I took a deep breath. Looking forward, my sight filled with three options. I began thinking, growing evermore confused as to which route to choose. Knowing this was going to determine wire I stay alone or not. I was panicking really badly now. I was never good with life decisions, especially this one.

Pacing up and down the crossroads. From left to right. Left? Right? Forwards? My heart thumping. My breath gaining speed. I couldn't decide. It wasn't even that difficult of a decision. But what if I made the wrong choice... then this will all be for nothing!

I threw it. I threw the luck charm up in the air. It came back down but somehow flew over to the left. There was no wind. Not a thing. How did it do that...

Waking cautiously over to the luck charm that had just somehow moved, I bent down and picked it up. Looking forward, it felt right. Left... Left it was.

Getting back in my car and driving left, it strangely felt like I was supposed to do that. Like the luck charm was real... What the hell am I thinking. Its a luck charm for Christ sakes.

Imogen come on... That's even more stupid than destiny. Nothing good can come from following a luck charm. My brain told me.

Still, I carried on going left.