Pain and Paper

Chapter One

Tokyo

" I don't fucking get this you fucking cunt but you know more about my mother's whereabouts more than anyone else...where the hell is she?!" My raspy voice echoes through the cold dark alley way bouncing off the wall of the graffitied prostitute club that reeks of urine.

"Honey", she giggles. I mentally cringe in disgust of the sound that sounds as if it's been practiced many times to sound seductive."From what she told me is not anymore then that lil note in your hand" she bats her eyelashes scanning my attire up and down disapproving.

My mom likes dick. When I say she likes it's basically an understatement. She loves it.
She has a really good job I don't know how she landed as a secretary at her 1 year boyfriend's company. They met at this very shit hole that supplies over used pussy and caked faces.
And currently I'm talking to one of the suppliers..Bubbles a skanky ass 40 year old stripper with nasty bubblegum pink hair, lips that we're the result of a failed Botox and dressed in spandex that is probably stretchier than a rubber band.

The stars sparkle brighter than ever tonight And the wind is crispy and sharp as it hits my exposed face. Here I am dressed in sweat pants and a hoodie flenching at the bitterness of the cold yet there she stands unaffected in what sadly would not pass off as clothing even in our democratic 2019.

Well, what else do you wear when you get a text message from your bank saying that $5000 was transferred into your account out of nowhere and go back to your home after having a heated fight with your mother to find a note that writes:

Hey sweety!
It's momma bear here!
Me and John have gone to go live in Japan near company headquarters for the next 10 months
At first it was a really big concern considering you're only seventeen and still a minor. However after I talk this morning it motivated and I agreed especially after the point you brought up the fact how mature you are and are going to be 18 in 3 months!
We left you 5000 dollars and your tuition is fully paid for your first year (how sweet is John!)
He's agreed to be placing an allowance into your account every month for groceries and lil nothings.
Jay Jay will be under your care honey!
Please be smart
Buuuuuuuutttt if anything goes wrong I left a list of clients that would be sure to help! There's keys to the house in the envelope and a credit card that will be covered by John (awwww) lots of love
Mariah x

Fuck her list of clients was a bunch of old hags she used to provide "services" for if you know what I mean. Now lo and behold I present myself in front of this wrinkly Barbie doll desperate enough to be  hopeful that she will be able to provide answers.

What type of mother listens to a hormonal seventeen year old on her period!she wasn't supposed to use that as permission to abondon me to leave halfway across the world! I've dialled and dialled her number and I'm guessing she's using a different contact in Japan.

Facepalming myself, I turn and kick a soda can against the nasty stenched walls storming out of the alley way and into the cold lamp lit streets. You'd think the most she could do is take her diva of a cat with her. Jay Jay is an overspoilt evil creature, she could've taken it for damn sake! I mean cats in general are evil don't they work with witches or something?

Halfway through my thought process I trail down the bustling side walks crowded with 6pm pedastrians on a Friday evening.
Seemingly everyone has business attend to as nobody registers the other person making it really hard if your going against the people traffic like I am, seeing I'm going in the opposite direction.
Shoulder bumps and flipping of birds occur before I push myself into a diner that I am very familiar with. Stacey's Diner. I used to come here as a kid after school to wait for my mom to "get off work" at the back(Club), spending my hours conversating with the sweet German grandma.