Impossible

Chapter one

I sat there staring at my one bag laying there on the flooring in the empty room called "home". I sat on my mattress then layed down staring at the cracked cement roof above me, threatening to fall down apon me. Today was 16 years of putting up with all the crap my parents put me through. I'm honestly surprised I lived this long with all the abuse, name calling, threats and hatred. No more. The only way to get rid of them is to leave. I had it all planned out. I got Jeff to sign my contract saying I can live on my own, I had a job to pay for food, and had friends who said I could stay with them. It was basically fool proof, unless my parents woke up. I sat back up and picked up my bag then got my backpack. I walked to the door and paused looking back at this hell hole, then continued down the small hallway. My dad was awake at the counter drinking another beer, one next to many empty bottles. I supposed my mom was in her room doing crack or what not. I slowly walked to the door and started to open it but was stopped. "Happy birthday y/n." My dad said in a mono tone voice still staring at the counter. "Thanks" I said as I opened the door. "Your finally leaving, huh." He said taking another swig of the liquid poison. I decided to stay quiet just staring at the floor. He looked at me with no expression and just said," well bye" , and got up and walked to his room. A single tear rolled down my cheek to seep into my pursed lips. He didn't even care if I was leaving, I honestly don't know why I'm so hurt. I walked out and slammed the door making it crack. Who cares, I thought as I walked down Lake St. towards Maple lane.(not really roads just saying) That's where Emily lived, she said I could stay at her house for awhile. I decided before I go there to head to the restaurant I worked at, Lucy's Diner, to try and earn extra cash. I sometimes worked on Saturdays so it wouldn't be a big surprise to them. After a depressing 20 minute walk I was met with the Lucy's Diner sign. I walked in and headed straight to the back where I was met with a small group of people. The head chef, the main waiter, the cashier and the boss all conversing among themselves till they spotted me. "Um y/n , we need to talk to you." Said Ms. Lucy the boss."ok? About what" I asked nervously. "We think , we all agree that it would be best if ....... we'd let you go." She said. I stood there shocked and ready to burst out crying ." Why" is all I could get out of my mouth. "Because the customers believe your to young to be working here and don't trust you to handle their food." Said Paul the top waiter, as he rest shook their head in agreement. "It's not good for publicity." . I stared in awe and just shook my head. I sat my apron down and just walked out of there. Did really no one want me, was I that bad. I worked every late night shift, walked through rain, hail, and deadly heat. I was always on time and never once spilled a drink or food. The more I thought about it the angrier I got and just started running. I ran to Emily's house knocking on her door. Right when she answered my dam broke. I fell apart right on her door step, crying and barely able to speak. This happened before and she knew the drill. She helped me up and took me to her room. When we got there I just got into her bed and continued to cry. With her warm blankets around me and the soft glow of her fairy lights. I cried more, knowing my life could never be as good as hers. She crawled in next to me and just hugged me and we fell asleep together.

Time skip to the next day(Sunday)

I awoke to light peering through Emily's white curtains filling my eyes with bright light. I sat up slowly to be careful not to wake her. I got out of the covers and head across her white carpet floors to my small clothes bag, that held everything I owned.i looked at myself in her mirror. A complete rats nest called hair, black and tear stained cheeks, and red puffy eyes. I decided to get ready while Emily was still asleep so I grabbed a basic white t shirt and my favorite ripped jeans. I Went across from her room to her bathroom and got changed also brushing my teeth and throwing my hair in a bun. I put on a small amount of mascara then headed back to the room where Emily sat up looking for me. Her face showed relief when she saw me walk back into the room. "So.......... do you wanna talk... about yesterday?" She asks cautiously knowing she's walking on ice. I set my old clothes by my bag and walk over to sit next to her on top of the covers and blankets. "I got fired." I say blandly staring at the window. "What , who the hell do they think they are, you were there everyday never late and-" Emily started ranting but I stopped her. "I know, .......they said I was bad for publicity." Having my eyes pool with unshed tears but I wipe them off before they even started to fall, knowing it would be like dominos and they wouldn't stop. "I need a new job." I say this time looking at her. She nods her head and gives me a reassuring smile,"we'll find you one." . She gets out of bed and I start to play my favorite music off her phone. I never get to listen to music because I don't have a phone or really anything that's not needed. She starts to get ready and I scan the internet for a well paying easy job.