ೃ⁀➷𝘈𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘒𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘴(𝘊𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘥)

Chapter 63-The Lights of The Not So Bright City

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"Y/N you've got everything?" I nod and raise my shows and jacket before moving to put my shoes on, they were runners but I had them tied so that I could slip them on easily instead of having to tie them. I quickly tossed my jacket on and zipped it up as needed, pulling my hair out and into a pony tail.

"Yup already to go!" I placed my hand in his and he interlaced out fingers as my phone went into my back pocket under my jacket so that no one out in the streets could see it and pick me to try and steal from due to the sight of a phone. Charles locked the door behind us and we were off on our way.

The first few blocks were similar to me but they soon became unfamiliar as he took me on a different route every night, this one seemed to be on a much busier street than normal with the lights being much more evident but the cold Chicago sides still here.  I loved the city and this one certainly was one of my favorites. It was the simple beauty of it through the concrete jungle, every person in this city had a story, some very similar and others very different. People from all places who came here for different reasons, with different dreams or are simply stuck here and long for escape.

No matter what the story was each person was worth the same, no one was worth more than the other. No matter what situation of their life they were at or they came from they are all full of interesting stories, life lessons, pains, gains and emotion that was individual to them and no one could take that from them. Even right now as we walked through seeing business men and women, struggling individuals on the stress, a few small families driving home from a night out or even the people out on an evening run to help them sleep made me feel only respect.

I was an odd person who wondered the story behind every person's eyes, their past, present and future and going on walks exposes you to people who's stories you can imagine and even get to know. If I was ever in a long line for groceries I would try to make a friend that I would never see again, those were some of the best conversations I had ever had. There was something about talking to a stranger that made the conversations even better and deeper. However I was pulled out of my deep thoughts by the sight a a certain place.

"Charles, could we please get some ice cream. I know it's the middle of the n-" Charles shushes me by placing a finger on my lips.

"Of course we can, first its open meaning its still ice cream time and secondly any time is good for ice cream." I jump up and down before dragging him into the shop that was nearly empty except a teenage couple who seemed to be quite in love, by teenage I mean 18 or 19 not a silly 13 year old couple who would last for two weeks. I smiled at the girl who looked my way, the secret girl talk where I was hoping the best for her and her man and she too since she didn't know of my current situation and though Charles and I were together. I mean the interlaced fingers definitely sold that idea.

"What flavour do you want Y/N?" I look back and just realize that Charles had walked us to the counter and I quickly picked my favourite flavour from the wide selection and I put as many scoops as I wanted since Charles said I could. He always pushed on paying for me so I didn't fight it and contently licked my ice cream as he paid, his cone sitting in his non dominate hand.

"Thank you so much Charles!" I had thanked him so much even though we were numerous feet from the shop and he kept saying it was nothing. 

"You don't have to say that so many times every time that I do something for you Y/N, if you don't stop I'll have to find a way to make you stop." I smile and stop for a bit before saying it once more, what Charles did next shocked me but it certainly shut me up. He shoved his ice cream into my mouth, I did not expect that but it was better than what I thought which was duct tape by the way. (Ha thought you would kiss but no I'm evil)

"That's pretty good ice cream Charles, what flavour was that." He chuckles but seemed happy that I had forgotten about thanking him  so much as he told me what it was and I made a mental note to get that next time.

"Where to now Charles?" He looks into my eyes and wipes ice cream off my cheek for me.

"I think home, for tonight we end our exploration of the city of the not so bright lights."