The Last Two Dream Walkers👫💭

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AUTHORS NOTE : I DON'T ACTUALLY LIVE IN LOS ANGELES SO I WOULDN'T KNOW SO IF YOU LIVE THERE DON'T GET OFFENDED THIS BOOK IS TOTALLY FICTIONAL👍👌💞💋💟💕😸😻😻

Anna's P.O.V

8Years Later

Its a freaking Saturday morning and I am awake this early. It's like 5:30 in the morning and I can't fall asleep again. A nightmare of my mom at 3:25am, had awoken me. I was screaming in my sleep in fact I had woken up from the dream in a cold sweat, screaming and gasping for air. It was a dream like none other it was worst than the others. It's like the older I get the more cruel and brutal it becomes. I've been crying for two hours and for the rest of the time it was just nerve wracking sobs. I used up all my tears already.

Its even sadder that I live alone, well kinda for now I lived alone. I had moved out of dad's house when I had turned seventeen. Don't worry!it's totally legal in Los Angeles dad just had to signed some papers and BAM!! ...........I was outta his life.

To him it meant spending less money on me and more money on alcohol. Well right now I live alone. But like what, next week Thursday Abigail would be moving in with me.

The small flat house I had bought out of my own money. YES! I said my own money don't go doubting me. A child can save money if we set our mind to it .

Anyways ............ the house I bought, has three bedrooms. But mine obviously is the biggest, each bedroom has its own bathroom and mine is the only one with a walk-in-closet. The kitchen and dinning room was one but was separated by the kitchen countertops/islands. The living room is right after the front door.

All in all it is a nice place it has a nice homey feel to it, having a mix of both feminine and masculinity. Speaking of homey I have to go grocery shopping after work. Deciding that I was fed up of crying I got up and took a bath, brushed my teeth and dressed myself. In a pierce the veil T-shirt, faded grey skinny jeans and went to make breakfast.

Opening the fridge to see it completely fucking empty. Except for the two left over slices of pizza that I had for dinner yesterday. So!....... I guess this'll do. The only other thing that I could consume in this house was the coffee in the jug on the coffee maker.

Yup that was my breakfast don't hate.

It being 6:13 am by the time I had finished eating. so I decided to watch some old records of me singing with my brother Jake and the rest of my family when I was younger. Watching it brought back old memories and I couldn't help the tears that ran down my face. Why couldn't it be like this again. It already turned 7:30 am by the time I had finished watching "television." I had work at 8:00am so I ran upstairs and did my make up.

I put on some eyeliner,I applied a light coat of eye mascara and a thin layer of nude lip gloss and BOOM!!! I was done. The time had turned 7:46am so I put on my black closed toe wedges it went well with my outfit. I grabbed my black leather jacket and headed out after I locked the house.

I usually take the bus into the city ,so yeah i waited for the bus. No I'm not living in the forest just a lonely part of this small town or village ....... whatever.

I arrived outside of my work place exactly at 8:00am. I walked into Lily's cafe and signed in. Taking of my jacket and placing it in my locker in the girls changing room, I tied apron around my waist and went out front to serve the customers. There weren't many customers. A family of three who came for breakfast, the widow who lived in the apartment two blocks down and two businessmen who refused to order until the last one came.