Fated

Chapter 3

(Molly)

She felt pretty good when she returned to the motel, she’d gotten her hit and she’d spoken her mind. Two for one really. She picked up a slice of pizza from the new pizza parlor in town and sat down to watch some television. She’d taken a shower after she’d eaten and was just getting settled in her sleep shorts and a yellow tank top when the door knocked. Her heart immediately leapt to her throat as she stiffened.

“Molly? Molly it’s me, Carol Yvintsky.” A female voice said from the door. She only knew one Carol Yvintsky, and if this was the one she most definitely was not answering that door. Carol was the fiercest girl in the 4th grade. She stole apple juices from the lower grade, sometimes the upper grade, she constantly stole supplies from the teachers and the main office. God knows what she did now for a cheap thrill!

“You can either open the door now, or I’ll pick it then you’ll never be safe again.” She had to be safe, so she opened the door and Carol stood there. Her hands in her leather pocket and a smile on her small lips.

“Long time no see doll, didn’t think to even write?” she strode in and took in her surroundings. There wasn’t much, a stiff twin size med, a small table, two wooden chairs, a TV stand, and a TV. Basic at its highest point.

“What is it, exactly, do you want Carol?” Molly asked, folding her arms and sizing up her new enemy. Just because her hands had been her basic defense didn’t mean that she didn’t know how to fight. She could use a gun, knife, and she could punch the shit out of you and kick your head off. Well not literally, but a girl could dream couldn’t she? Carol was just a smidge smaller than her, not much, but enough for her to relax.

“Well the old boss man told me to come over and give you a welcome.” She said cheerily and Molly narrowed her eyes. She knew Carol was lying, that had been one of her ‘gifts’. If someone was lying, she just knew, it was like something switched on inside her.

“The real reason Carol. Cheaters’ comes on and it’s a new episode.” Molly said impatiently taking on step closer. Carol sighed and took another step closer.

“He didn’t want me to come over, but I just wanted to say hi. We were like best friends before… all this happened.” She sounded so dejected, but she knew it was a lie. And she told her so.

“That’s a load of bull and we both know it. so I’d appreciate it if you would be so kind as to leave now.” Molly said, walking to the door and opening it. Carol narrowed her eyes for a second then nodded.

“OK, then, you want your privacy. I respect that. See you tomorrow then.” She said, walking out. Molly rolled her eyes and closed the door; locking it behind her she muttered “Highly doubt it.” And flopped on the bed. She was tempted to just stay in bed, the whole next day, but she didn’t want to give that bustard the smug satisfaction of knowing he got to her. so, smiling, she took her shower brushed her teeth and did her hair. She’d have to look for a job and an actual apartment today, it was important to be in high spirits. She pinned her hair wet up as she got dressed on a black pleated mini skirt, which came to the middle of her thigh, with thigh high black and white striped socks with little skulls at the top and black Mary Jane heels. She wore a white tube top, spritzed on some of her perfume and set out to do her hair. She, particularly, like this outfit.

Things seemed to go her way when she put it on, and things needed to go her way today. She blew her hair out with the hair dryer the motel serviced to the room, and put it in two ponytails. Completing the innocent school girl look. She walked to the closet and took out her leather jacket and put it on. Grabbing her motorcycle key and the room key she walked out the door. She strutted to her bike, aware of all the males’ eye’s on her, and straddled it. She’d ridden the bike in a skirt before, a couple of times because she couldn’t plan things through, others because the time called for it. She revved the engine once and drove slowly through the streets. Everyone looked at her some people waved, others’ smiled, most of them just stopped and stared. She parked in front of McFurly’s and stepped off the bike, careful not to flash everyone in the damn town. She walked into the burger joint and al the eyes immediately slammed to her. She couldn’t tell who was who, because everyone’s eyes were black. Not back like Evan black, but the actual color of their eyes. She walked to the bar and was surprised when the girl stepped around the bar and hugged her.