Desolation Reigns

Chapter 10

290 days since i have seen i have seen my friend Sinclair. 14 days since i have seen my dickhead of a husband. UGH! Why did I marry him? My newborn is all i have now until he slumps back to this hellhole of an apartment we live in. Why did I ever let his slimy fingers touch me and violate my soul.

I wish i could be with Sinclair, wherever she is. I want to be far from here; I want to escape, to disappear. I haven't seen her since the day after the incident. The Price Case, i think, the press called it. But she didn't stick around enough to even drunkenly laugh at it. She just packed up her few things and left, the only one she spoke to was me. I saw her arrive at my door with a giant black bag and her usual black cargo pants and a stern gaze upon her face. We exchanged mere glances and nothing more. A few words of goodbyes but nothing of a place or a why. I can only imagine she had left the city.

Into The Darkness.

The clouds hide any form of light from entering our atmosphere. The cities are built to be able to see at all times, lighting up skyscrapers, illuminating the area. As you start to leave, your vision becomes scarce and filled with darkness. Most people go missing in the wasteland between the cities, where nothing grows or thrives except for cleverly adapted mammals. So many have disappeared that they have become a conspiracy. Though origin is unknown, most believe that they choose to leave and that they live in the wasteland, plotting to overthrow the mighty corporations or the government, or aliens, or who knows? But thats where she must have gone! To find them.

Looking around, i see a many of drunken idiots stumbling past my window, the bar must have finally let them go, it has to be past curfew by now. No one can sink as low as these impotent fools of zombie-like wastedness, codependent on their drugs and beer, sopping wet from the rain. Ugh! And I'm married to the biggest fool of them all, the leader of the bastard parade, king of the adulterers, the father my child. The man who is crawling his way towards my very door, no shame or remorse present in his eyes.

Oh fuck.

He's back.

As he stumbled towards the front, my anger boiled up inside reaching out, up my throat and into my mouth. Words want to pour out like a waterfall on fire but my wall lips block them.

The door swung open, he drunkenly tripped his say in. A bottle of whiskey in one hand and the stink of another woman's perfume on his clothes.

I have no control over my body or mouth, both now moving without permission.

"You have been drinking instead of taking care of our child? I have lost my job because of you and your no good dirty drinking habit. I have lived through so much bullshit from you and I receive nothing in return. I am scrutinized by everyone. I am the laughing stock at my job, the store...everywhere. AND WHERE WERE YOU?!?!? Drinking? Partying? Having sex with whichever body is the closest?" I yell, staring at the crumbled paper man that stood before me, the smell of booze could be noticed a mile a way. And even though he had the appearance of a weak willed man, he kept the sly smirk on his face.

"C'mon, baby" he slurred. "You know I don' mean nothin' by it. I jusht haf needs. And we need someone to take care of our kid. How can we do that if you're working all da time. I mean, it ish yours fault that yous gots, whatsh the word," he paused, snapping one hand while using the other to keep his balance on the table near the door. "Oh, yeah. Prengat"

His speech was difficult to understand but at that moment, it was almost as if i was fluent in drunken speak. (Later on, when i would recount this moment, i could only imagine what the hell that dumbass was trying to say) The white hot rage was overwhelming, spewing over the pot of my mind and creating a mess on the concrete flooring.

I don't know what i was thinking in that moment but i grabbed my child, and a few necessities, and bolted towards the door. Reaching towards the knob, i turned to face him. My eyes stared right into his deprecating, heartless soul, striking fear into his very being; I sternly sooke the last few words i would ever speak to him.

"You.

Disgust.

Me"

I opened the door to the great unknown and never looked back.