The Rich Youth

The Beginning

Celeste

As I struggle to fit my keys in to open my apartment door I feel my hand shaking and breath getting deeper. Oh no this can't happen in the hallway, I have to enter my safe space, my apartment.

I finally do.

I place my bag and keys on my white L-shaped couche right next to me.

I release a heavy breath, and immediately fall to the floor and start crying.

I have to do this, I'm not as strong as I think I am, at least not strong enough to carry what today has brought.

Today only brought me surprise after surprise. And I didin't like that.

Today brought me, a new job that I never even planned on wanting or doing, but here I am assigned and paid to do it.

Sandler tested my limits today, Sattmann played on my nerves, and Elanor believed in me more than anyone else ever did.

As I remember what happened today, my crying just gets heavier, it's only getting stronger.

I try to wipe my tears away, but no.
I remind myself, I need this. I gotta feel this, to feel better. To hold on tighter, to start fresh tomorrow, to be able to take this in, and cry about it again when it's over.

So I cry, and cry and cry. I want this, I need this.

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Why do phones ring louder in your dreams?
I barely open my eyes to see who's calling.

"Hello" i'm sleepy as hell I don't even think my hello was clear enough to be understood.

"Hi, where the hell are you? You've been MIA all day"

"I came from work straight to hibernate, in fact I'm still hibernating, but of course you interrupted it."

"Sorry, it's 9:30pm, I thought you've had your nap already"

"Nope, today is something else, today is...is special Riley...how are you?"

"I'm fine, what so special about your day?"

"Nothing, just a lot of chaos and rich people, it's a busy day, but I got through it"

I don't share my news with Riley, because one, I don't really care about it, and two I barely know what I'm going to do, and I don't have the energy to tell a long stressful story like this one.

"Okay then, I'm glad you're alive and just a bit tired. Your mother called like 10mins ago saying you won't pick up your phone, she was worried, I told her I was just about to check on you"

"Oh shit, I didn't hear a thing, now she'll give me the fucking lecture about how if I didn't move out she wouldn't have to worry about things like this. And I don't wanna hear it, I've heard enough talking for today."

"You know what, I'll call her and reassure her, and you go back to sleep"

"Ughh, you're the best, thank you sooo much"

"It's okay I got this"

"Thank you so much Riley"

"Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yesss, I'm fine just a bit tired."

"Okay then sleepyhead, see you tomorrow?"

"Yes sure, tomorrow it is."

"Okay then, good night, love you."

"Good night love you too, thanks again"

We hang up.