Today it was pouring and that's when I realized how bad the apartment building on street 2554 really was. The rain leaked though ceiling in the hall and the stair case had flooding problems so I was forced to use the freaky elevator. When I got down to the lobby sick to my stomach, I saw Vane holding an umbrella and trying to get Dest to go outside.
"Just use the umbrella. You'll be fine." Vane said. He tried to give it to her but she refused.
"I can't. Rain is as bad as the sun." I was going to approach them when I noticed Quip there. Was he there before? I didn't see him.
"I don't really like rain either. It makes me depressed."
"Well, you can still walk in it." Dest said rolling her eyes.
"I can but I'll..." He sniffed and looked straight at me. He smiled.
"Hello Jack how are you?"
"I'm good," I said, "Just heading to work."
"Oh, where at?"
"The office building just down the road." I walked up the them and pointed. Dest looked at me.
"Do you like rain?" Vane grinned at the question. So they all ask weird things.
"Um when I was little I did like it-"
When I was little? Rubbing, pain, pleasure.
" I liked it, it's kinda a bother now."
"Why is that?" Dest asked. Wasn't one question enough?
"I just don't like walking in it because you get all wet." They all looked at me like I was stupid.
"What?!"
"It's okay." Vane said. He put his arms around my small body and ran his long fingernails down my neck. Pain.
"Vane please don't do that. I'm trying to get over something and I haven't just yet." They all looked interested in me again.
"Get over what?" Quip asked.
"Nothing important. I don't wanna think about it." I glanced at my smashed phone case. I really needed to fix that.
"Anyways, I'll see you later. I gotta go to work." I pulled my umbrella outta of my bag and opened it up. Then I waved goodbye and then slowly walked to my office building. Why does that stupid memory always come back in my mind? Hunter. The one who molested me. I thought he loved me and when it was too much and I asked him to stop, he didn't. I loved him very much but, he's gone. Hunter huh? I really don't like that name. I hate thinking about it and I'm sick of it haunting me to deaf. I can't have anyone touch me because he left his curse on me. It's bad with everyone but with Vane it's the worst. I feel like I'm getting molested all over again. I really should keep my distance from him. I stopped at the cross walk and pressed the button. When it told me to walk, I went ahead and walked across. Stay away from Vane, said that little voice in my head. I began to talk to it.
"Look, I'm going to you don't have to tell me again." Well why do you talk him still? Why don't you move out of that stupid apartment? The people are creepy and weird. I could almost feel it smiling at me.
"Shut up!" I snapped walking into the building. I shook my umbrella off and went to 5th floor where my department was. I sat down at my desk and looked at all the papers someone put on my desk. I don't know anyone's names here so I just call them different things in my head. Like the guy that sits beside me. His name is Picker. He always pulls at the part of his hand where the skin and finger nails touch so he has horrible cuts all over his finger. There's usually blood drops in his desk and I'll hear him say:
"How did I get blood my desk?" And then he'll wipe it up like he didn't do it. Idiot. The voice said. I glared at...myself really.
"He just has a habit." I whispered to it. It was quiet. I really should give that voice in my head a name to. I laughed to myself. Ha, nah. I do know one person here. Her name is Jessica. She's nice. Ever since I got here she showed interest in me. It was great to have a normal friend with a normal name so I liked her too. Why not? She must be late or something today because she usually sits in front of me. We talk about stuff while we work and it makes life that much more fun. It didn't matter. She would come if she wanted to come.
