where do i go from here? (chpt4)

a normal life or naw

i woke up sat up and began panting and grabbing at my chest ran to the bathroom flung off my pjs and turned on the cold knob till

i felt a frezzing cold wall of water hit my face and folded wings. i am a huge fan of your past makes you who you are but some times it was over whelming and these night

sweats dreams are awful i pulled the hair tie out of my hair and let my hair fall down and the cold water run through it. i wonder if my sister

still had dreams like this my brother too but hes been M.I.A for a good few years Easter thought he was probably dead shes a huge fan of alwase assume

the worst that way your never disappointed. i was pulled from my thoughts by how cold the water was getting, i quickly shut off the water and

stepped out of the shower and looked at the clock on the wall than out the window grr why cant i wake up in a sweat and it be morning out now my only

chooses are to try to go back to sleep or to give up and stay up till the sun finally decides to peek over the horizon. i stood there staring in

the foged over mior trying to decide. i pulled the towel off the rack and ran it thought my hair and over the left over water droplets that where

resting on my tattooed arm than warped the towel around me and walk back to the guest room and began looking thought my choices of all the possible outfits i could wear i laughed

"there's black, black and gray witch is not even a color its a shade oh and there's more black"
i pulled out a black t s***s that said you suck and slid it over my head and over my fully dried wings. I herd the door of my sisters bedroom

swing opened so i quickly reached for my holster under the pillow and fastened it to my leg and i tucked my hunting knife in my black boots and

finished getting dressed and greeted her in the hall way

"late night?" she turned to me and smiled

"like alwase" i said in replied

"breakfast?" she asked holding up a pan

"lol na, no thanks not feeling" i held my stomach and gave her a half smile my stomach was fine but she doesn't cook so well i never had the

the heart to tell her how awful her cooking was.

"so what are your big plans?" today she said tugging on her silky poka dotted pj's

"well first im going to go down town than im going to cut some B*****S" i snickered and watch my sister laugh and even snort a tad

"well i will see for lunch of sis? ill cook my treat" i smiled

" ok if you say so"

i gently closed the front door and deeply breathed in the crisp air and looked the street i saw a young girl standing by a trash can

playing with a butterfly knife i smiled to myself she couldn't have been more than 13 he face was so familler it plagued my thoughts for a few mints

after i walked by but than i forgot about her.

I stopped at the entrance to the sub way than remembered how armed i was so i kept walking along the shiny blacked paved road till a familiar

smell grabbed my attention and i jerked my head to the left to see where the sweet sent was coming from and found my self staring at a small

shop i read the neon sigh on top "the hour glass cafe and book store" the building was two levels made of red bricks and brown shingles on the

roof had and old wind weather vain that had a moon attached to it and was rusted by time, i pared through the old windows and saw a help wanted

sign humm i thought to my self as much as i don't want a normal cookie cutter life and i know that even if i did want one it would never happened i

wouldn't mind working in a quite place such as this... i have no job history i could right down any way but ill give it a try any way after all

and tables and things like this don't just happen for no reason i twisted the door open and herd a small bell off in the distance ring no one pained

attention so i looked around to find shelf's and shelf of book row after row and pile after pile of them followed by random tables and chairs and

people reading quietly i smiled and threw my long hair over my printed shirt to hide the letters, wrapping around an old fireman's pole stood a

spiral staircase with a black chalkboard sign that stood on an old pait easel saying "cafe upstairs" i gently made my way up the stairs, each step

was adorned with different pattern made out of the metalwork, small flowers, set under rather unique celtic style designs, the banister a giant

band of twisted wrought iron. as i reached the final step and the scent of coffee steeping in a pot in a verity of flavors, pastries lined the

glass counter, to the left there was a glass cooler filled with assorted drinks a variety close to that found in your local grocery store, sitting

at a counter were two women, one older one about my age they looked the same but the older lady had many crinkles in her skin and silverish gray

hair the young girl walked over to me and looked up

"may i help you?" she said in a sweet voice

i smiled and said "yes im look to apply for the job if its still available" i mentally crossed my fingers and got ready for no the position is taken

but to my surprise

"oh yes sure follow me please" we walked back to the counter

"mother this young lady wants apply for the job" she said expressing with her hands

"ahh i see" she stared at me "you free everyday?"

"yes" i replied "whenever you need me"

"you do cashier and book keeping?" she asked he Japanese accent showing

"yes i can"

" good my daughter interview you more" she said and turned and walked to the back room i turned to face the young girl she held out her

hand and smiled.

" hi my name is Sophie" i reached out and grabbed her hand gently but firmly

"hi Sophie my name is Genny" she smiled and pointed to a smelled wood table with two seat i took a seat the chair was stiff and uncomfortable

but i didn't mind. " so tell me about your self"

"well i am 20 years old my birthday is October 29 i am self motivated and im vary good a multi tasking" i smirked to myself when i said that

" i am a hard worker and i love coffee" i smiled and waited for her to reply

"no way" she giggled " my birthday is 28 of October but im only 17, so your a Scorpio that's sweet i think your perfect for the job and i

can trust you i can tell your vary loyal., let me go tell my mom" she got up from the table and diapered behind the counter. i strained my ears

to try to here how there conversation but all i could make out was some muffled Japanese, wow i thought to myself that was the easyist interview

ever i grinned to my self i wonder if this is the right thing for me to do with my self in this moment i thought deeply for a few seconds what else

could i be doing with my self i have no leads no jobs i don't know anyone here my teacher is gone this seams to be the only thing that feels right

to do right now im not sure why but i need this job i squirmed around in my seat, my back itches i thought to my self, i felt a gentle touch

on my shoulder and i pasted a smile on my face and stood up to face the young pretty girl

"you have the job" she smiled "we open every mooring at 7 am so be here tomorrow our uniform is casual but we can only wear our hair up

and blue jeans on weekends we close at 9 pm now that's a long shift but this job is easy you get 3 hour long breaks and you can eat and drink

what ever we have here sound good? she paused and stared at me waiting for a response "sounds great' i said and began walking with her
down

stairs to the door, i shook her hand one last time and walk out the door. the warm breeze swept over my face and hair reveling my t shirt
i laughed

to my self and shifted my jacket to my other arm as my mind began to wonder to sex damn it has been so long and it would be long i
won't trust any

one for that kinda stuff... maybe i should become a lesbian i pondered lol na woman are magmatic and curvy but i like penetration i
continued to

walk along the road than i began to run faster and faster i turned around to make sure no one was there and i took off my shirt and

exposed my

sports bra and i thrust-ed off from the ground that was way better i said to my self i get so board being normal i don't understand how

my sister dose it I would die like holding back a piece of my self

Author's Note

ignore grammar, please tell me any thing else.