The Beauty of One

Chaper 3

Emma's pov

"Seriously? What a jerk" I hear Jennifer say on the other end of the phone line.

God how i missed her.

I was explaining to her how rude the cashier at the burger place was.

After two hours of Talking on the phone she had to hang up because she didn't want to keep her roommate up with all the laughing and chatting.

I miss her dearly. She was all i had left after my family had moved. I was lonely and tired and it was always at this time that the sadness and emptiness I felt struck me.

I stared blankly at the grey walls, trying to ignore the heavy pain in my chest and with that i fell asleep.

I woke up later than usual and surprisingly , I wasn't hungry.
It was raining outside and the sound of the rain soothed me as I thought of the night before. How all the pain I felt suddenly hit me. I shook my head trying to get those thoughts out of my mind.

I pulled out an old sketchbook and began to draw.

I've always loved art.
I remember how when I was fifteen i always told everyone that when I turned eighteen i would get my first tattoo, I'm surprised I haven't gotten one.

Maybe it's time for my first tattoo. The thought crosses my mind and a small smile spreads across my lips. If it stops raining today I'll consider going. And I know exactly what I want and where I want it.

That day it rained all day. So I guess it wasn't time for me to get tattooed for the very first time.

I sighed as i turned on the television going through channel after channel but finding nothing to watch. I ended up leaving the television on some cartoon that i didn't pay much attention to.

For some strange reason, while going through different thoughts in my mind, the cashier guy faintly appeared in my head.

"What the fuck" I say out loud .

"Well that was random". I thought to myself.

I got up to get some cookies and ended up falling asleep on the couch until the next day.