Better Place

Chapter 4: Sorry Rox

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-Ash's POV-

     I breathed heavily. Trying my best to keep quiet. I peek through my closet.

He's going to find me, he's going to find me...

Many thoughts raced through my head, as I shut my eyes and tucked my knees up to my chest. I wrapped my arms around my knees and tucked my head in, as I silently cry.

Let this be over, please..

I gasp as I hear foot steps coming. These footsteps sounded angry, and it was slowly growing louder, stomping its way towards me.

Stop..

I shut both of my ears, biting my lips and tensing up at the same time. Then it stopped. I snap my eyes open like the size of saucers, now feeling the hair standing behind my neck. Fear froze me in place, my breathing intensifying a bit more, my lips dangling open as I take in the air.

He's here... I know it..

I watched through the skinny opening of my closet where I was peeking through and quickly backed away from it. After a moment of complete silence, I flinched when my closet door violently burst open. Right there, right in front of me, he stood, looking down with his aggressive, angry face that I hoped I wouldn't have to see..

I jolted up as I gasp in air. My eyes wide as ever as I look around, still breathing like I just ran a mile. I can feel the cold sweat on me, continuing to dart my head around. I'm still in the same abandoned house. I look at the nearest window, I can see the early morning colors.

I punched down on the floor with my fist.

Dammit! Not one of those nightmares again!

"I fell asleep too early.." I said to myself.

It's not the first time I dreamt the same thing. I decide not to go back to sleep, as I got up and dusted myself off. I head out, not bothering to stop for a moment and stretch.

I need to get out of here, my morning is already ruined.

I got the bag and put the straps on my shoulder.

Once I got out, I start walking down the empty sidewalks, knowing not a lot of people is out walking this early. I took in the fresh morning air and stretched out my arms anyway.

Just because I just had a nightmare don't mean I can't enjoy the little things, I don't let that kind of junk get to me, and besides, it was just a nightmare...

I look around the empty streets and began making my way back to the alley that Rox told me to meet her. It's kind of far, half way across Bronx but it's not bad, it's not the walking that's bothering me, it's the people around me. I can't stay out for too long in one place in public, or else I'll be noticed too easily. I look to the direction where the alley is located, and started walking.

On the way, I sped walk. Trying my best not to be known. I pass a lot of other alleys as a short cut, as soon as I got there, I wait in the same shadows of the alley.

This alley looks a bit depressing.. maybe I can 'decorate' it..

To pass time, I went to a nearby store to steal some spray paints. I used the bag that I stole before and put in the bag while nobody was watching, and I even checked for security cameras. Luckily as always, I didn't get caught.

When I came back from the store, I took out the spray paint and started spraying on the walls. I made sure nobody can see me, so I started doing random things on the walls of the alley. I only like vandalism because it brings me satisfaction and pleasure. I don't really care about the streets or pretty much anything besides my gang or myself.