Nightmare

The dark alley

Today was super tiring, after having my lunch or should I say after the investigation ended I had to go trough two more classes, but thankfully he wasn't there.
Oh here I'm back to thinking about him: Hades!

I couldn't stop thinking about what Em and Han told me. Are the rumors about him massacring his own family true? If that is the case then shouldn't he be in jail or something.

I should really stop thinking about him and get myself something to feed to my about-to-rebel hungry stomach.

I opened the fridge just to see it glaring back at me, all empty waiting for me to fill it.

Ugh seriously when was the last time mum went shopping?
oh I know the answer : never

Well I can't blame her mum is always busy at work, she comes home late and go out early morning, so in return the house chores fall upon my shoulders.
Shopping is one of them, since mum usually eats outside so she really doesn't know what goes around in the house.

This routine all started when I was ten precisely after my dear dad died in an unfortunate car accident which lead to my mum working over time to fill the gap that my late dad left.

I took my purse and my keys and angrily rushed outside.

And here I'm outside in the freezing cold night wearing only a t-shirt and a sweat pants that can barely protect me from the harshness of the mean climate.

I looked for a convenience store like a lost man in the desert looking for an oasis, and I finally found a CVS pharmacy.

I dashed in with the hope of finding a warmer place, and thankfully god heard my prayers.
Or at least that is what I thought.

It was so unbelievably hot inside to the point where i wished to take off all of my clothes and stay there naked regardless of my surroundings which of course I didn't do.

I laid hands on a lonely cart that was probably left there in the entrance and I strolled to the food section while reminding myself of what I need so as to not forget.

Milk, eggs, American cheese, orange juice, strawberries yum!....

Going from here to there I finally collected everything i needed and it was time for me to stand in the long ligne of customers waiting for my turn; the thing I hate most in shopping.

After waiting for what seemed eternity,I was finally called to counter number nine by a smiling old lady that welcomed me warmly making me forget all of the anger I had while waiting in the ligne, who knows maybe she is a fairy godmother, with everything that was told to me today I don't doubt it.

I was taking my dollar bills out of my purse when I suddenly saw the shadow of a familiar figure passing by the floor to ceiling windows.

Strong, aquiline nose, deep-set eyes, prominent jawline, and dark hair this description could only fit one person that I know of: mister so called Hades god of death.

I placed the money on the counter , crabbed the heavy plastic bags, shouted a thank-you to the old lady and without even taking the receipt galloped out of the store while bumping into every living person that was on my way to the exit without even apologizing for I was in a hurry that I didn't give a damn about manners.

I was finally out of the store, taking my breath and looking for him, when out of the blue I heard a shouting and screaming coming from the back of the store, followed by a faint cry of pain.

And since the curiosity was eating me alive, I decided to investigate the matter and interfere if possible.

I slowly tip toed to the backstreet and waited a couple of minutes for my eyes to get used to seeing in the dark, that is when I finally saw it.