Homicide // A.I.

Chapter 47

I had to figure out who the hell told Ashton that I didn’t love him anymore because that was straight up bullshit. I loved him so much that sometimes it hurt to feel, it felt like I didn’t need to feel because the emotions I felt were too hard for me to keep up with. Maybe I didn’t really feel this way about him and maybe I just felt like this because we had known each other for so long. Whatever I felt was tearing me apart inside for good or bad? I’m still not sure if it was good or bad.

I sighed and started picking out an outfit for the night because Kaila wanted to go out to eat and quickly hang out at a party. For the first time I actually said yes to going out, I know me an older woman doesn’t go out when she can. I just don’t like the party lifestyle but I got used to it due to the amount of parties thrown at our mansion. Sometimes I thought the parties were ridiculous but then again some distracted me for my monster like mind. Lately I have been in a down sort of mood so maybe going out would be good for me.

 I started getting dressed into a ‘Vans Off The Wall’ t-shirt, denim high waisted shorts, a gray beanie, and my old torn up vans (OUTFIT ON THE SIDE). I didn’t put any make up on because there would be no point if I did; I wanted one night with no makeup because I needed to let my face be clear for once. I didn’t wear much makeup anyway so it wouldn’t make a difference. Kaila knocked on my door asking if I was ready and I just gave her a nod, I grabbed my side bag and ran down the enormous stairs. I really need to start taking the elevator but then again the stairs was the only exercise I got now.

“C’mon or we’ll be late,” she drags me out of the house.

“So what if we’re late,” I mumble.

The drive to the restaurant was quiet other than the radio quietly playing an overused song. I really don’t understand why they don’t play more than 5 songs I mean like there are more than 5 songs in the world. The songs weren’t even that great; they were shit and had the worse vocals to it. I’m not saying I sing perfect and stuff I’m just saying if they could play another song it would be truly appreciated. Once my rant in my head was over we were walking in the restaurant and being seated at a booth.

“Hi my name is Amy and I will be your server for the evening, what can I get you to drink,” the waitress says.

“Hi Amy, um I’ll just take a glass of coca cola please,” I say and then let Kaila say what she wants.

“Okay I’ll be right back with your drinks,” she says cheerfully before walking away.

“Did you see her fake cheerful voice,” Kaila joked and we both laughed.

“My name is Amy,” I mock in her tone of voice.

We see her coming so we both stop joking about her terrible cheerful voice; it was high pitched and just plain annoying. She set down our drinks before taking her notepad and a pencil out.

“So what kind of salad do you want,” she says.

I look at Kaila and we both burst into fits of laughter, did she just say what kind of salad she can get us. She clearly didn’t know us well enough but then again we are on the other side of the town.

“Funny but I will take a large bacon cheese burger with huge pile of fries on the side,” I say wiping the tear from my eyes.

“I’ll have the same,” Kaila says.

“Okay well I will be back with your order,” she mumbles.

Once she walks away and is out of site we laugh once more. What the hell? Who in the right mind would order a salad, fuck that I go for the big stuff. I couldn’t imagine being a girl that only ate salad, fruits, and vegetables while drinking water.