A Living Fancy

Scars Pt.3

I took a shower which felt like hell, every drop on my body stung an individual cut on my body that made me shriek in pain leaving my body sore.

My cuts were visible it look like I had went through a human shredder. I slipped on a Gucci dress, Louis Vuitton heels & put on these black shades to hide from the outside world, my cuts were enough for everyone to see, but the knot on my face was overbearing.

When I walked outside, I went to the parking lot looking for my Porsche,

But I couldn't find it, it was gone Gina & Tyler stole my car.

I felt a tear roll down my cheek, but I wiped it away I would have to walk to the hospital. As I started to walk down the street I met eyes with that homeless lady that was slouched outside the boutique that I called a, " a stupid maggot."

She looked at me with concern and asked," what happened to you missy?" But I pushed away from her and slapped her in the face, all the rage building up inside me was wasted on a maggot fool like her she then fell to the floor.

Once she got up she didn't waste anytime she immediately punched me in the face and started choking me, I couldn't believe it, I didn't have energy for her, I was tired and useless and I couldn't defend myself so I couldn't do anything but cover my face and punch back.

When she stopped beating me she reached in my purse grabbed my wallet and ran. I let her go, my hair was messed up and my dress was ripped and dirty but I still continued to walk to the hospital.

It took me about 18 minutes to get to the hospital but I still made it,

When I got to the desk the lady look at me with disgust the same look I have Tim on his first night staying with me.

She said ma'am you can't stand around begging for change, people here already had enough for a day, "They had enough?" I asked her.

"Yes, I'm sure they're very tired & they don't need a homeless fool in there face & where'd you get those shoes? You steal em'? I'm calling the police you thief." The desk lady said.

I sighed, and rolled my eyes. I read her name clip, it read " Nene." So I said " listen Nene, I've been robbed beaten, and bruised within a day don't you think I've had enough? & I'm not a homeless fool I'm a boutique worker, we'll was... & I have the house, clothes, and personality to back me up on that one." I feuded.

She got up nervously and asked," ma'am what's your name? Do you want medical help?" But I shrugged her off of me.

I said what room is "Tim Darengers in?" She said "Uhhh.. He's in room 924." So I walked over to the elevator and waited for it to come.

I looked at the top of the elevator that read what floor the elevator was coming from it said, "9" I didn't really bother me.

When the doors opened, someone stepped out and I screamed in horror as they approached me stepping out of the elevator drawing a blade.