Moon Sick

Moon Sick, bad feelings

CHAPTER 2

I open my eyes and gasp! I hold onto the stomach and wait for the pain to pass. What the hell was that? I have never experienced anything like that in my life! There is a knock on the door.

POV Eva

"Hey, Viv, is everything ok?"

Vivian

"Yeah, I'm just taking a bath and almost fell asleep in the bath, but I'm fine."

POV Eva

"OK, just making sure, hun. I thought I heard a commotion and was making sure all is good."

Vivian

"Yes, I'm all good. Thanks, Eva."

My heart is still hammering in my chest. I hope she bought it that I'm fine. I don't want to freak her out with whatever that just was. I think I really need some decent sleep. Then I can revisit whatever that was that happened in the bathtub tomorrow.

I grab a towel, dry myself off, brush my teeth, comb my hair, and head ahead for the spare bedroom, which is all mine now. I grab a set of pajamas from my duffle bag, put them on, and climb into bed. Before I close my eyes, I look up at the ceiling and tell myself that tomorrow is a new day. I'll deal with all of this then. I close my eyes and let sleep take me.

I wake up in the morning feeling refreshed and less stressed. I smell an amazing smell coming from the kitchen, and I'm in a rush to find out what that amazing smell is. I walk out, and there on the counter are pancakes, bacon, sausage, scrambled eggs, and orange juice.

Wow, what an amazing breakfast that was. I haven't had this type of breakfast in a long time. Usually, I would have a cereal bar and a cup of coffee before leaving the house in a hurry to escape my lonely and dysfunctional life.

I soon realize I haven't seen Eva since I woke up. She must be in school already. I look at the clock, and it's almost eleven am. I haven't slept this late in forever. No wonder I woke up feeling like a new person. It's time I shower, get dressed, and find something to do in this city. There has got to be something fun to do.

I shower and dress, then head out the door after putting away the fantastic breakfast that Eva made and washing the dishes. I am in a super good mood and feeling like good things are going to happen for me here on out.

I've reached the city, which is only about a 20 minute walk from the dorms. As I enter the city, I notice all the shops, boutiques, and food places lined up and bustling with people excited with their new purchases and yummy food options.

I'm doing a lot of window shopping, the clothes shops have the most beautiful and stylish clothes I've ever seen. The type of clothes that you want to make sure your hands are super clean before touching, and let's not talk about the prices. Sheesh, no way, could I afford this stuff, but it's pretty to look at.

As I'm standing on the sidewalk looking through another window of another boutique store, I see this man standing by a light post looking in my direction. I don't think he is looking at me, but the idea that he might be has me spooked. I get nervous and walk into the boutique to be around people in case this man approaches me.

I stand here watching out the window, waiting for the man to leave. He is staring at the boutique I entered, and it looks like he is waiting for someone to exit. I don't know why this has me feeling so uneasy and scared, but I just want to get out of here and go back to the dorm where I feel safe.

After about five minutes, a man tall and muscular man taps the shorter guy by the light post and says something to him, and they both take off in the same direction. At the same time, a woman from the boutique tells me that if I'm not buying anything, I have to leave. She didn't seem very nice and was very rude with the way she said it.

I apologize to the woman and take my leave from the boutique. I keep my head down and walk back to the dorms as fast as I can without looking suspicious to anyone who might be watching. I also circle the dorms a couple of times to make sure I'm not followed. Once inside the dorm, I start to feel ridiculously. Did I make something out of nothing? Did my past have me paranoid?

I make something to eat and brush off what happened in the city. I have to get myself together. I can't keep hiding myself from the world because of what happened back at home. It's time to move on and start living again. I just really hope I am able to do that and soon before I drive myself mad.

I watched TV and flick threw the channels until Eva returns home. She walks in and sees me, giving me a big smile.

POV Eva

Hey Viv, How was your morning and afternoon? I hope you enjoyed the breakfast I made.

Vivian

Oh, it was amazing, I haven't eaten that good in a while. Hey, I was going to ask you, are there any good places here to get a job that I would make good money? I have experience with waitressing and customer service.

POV Eva

There are quite a few restaurants in the city. Most of them are upper class restaurants where all the businessmen and women go that work at the stock market building, the casino and the Jackson and Jackson Firm. So the tips are ridiculous high as long as you keep them happy. My friend Rachel works at The Monarch Palace off the strip. I can put in a good word for you if you like?

Vivian

Oh, that would be amazing! Thanks, Eva.

I left home with just a duffle bag of clothes, some accessories, the clothes on my back, and shoes on my feet. I left my cell phone and most of my belongings behind. I left my cell just in case it could be traced. I have to get a job so I can at least call Candice and check on her. I miss her terribly even though Joshua's death, my situation that I'm running from, has a lot to do with her. But I have to make sure she is OK. I also have to get back on my feet.

Eva messaged Rachel about a possible waitress position for me. Rachel messaged back to have me go in around ten am in the morning to apply in person. I am nervous and excited, I really need this job. We stayed up late watching a classic movie called Stand by Me. It's such a good movie, but it also has me thinking about Josh. I all of a sudden don't feel good and excuse myself to bed.

I can tell that Eva has her suspicions about me leaving home, but she doesn't say anything. I think she is waiting for me to come to her about it. She is a good friend like that. She doesn't pry, and she is very patient. I love that about her. I'm just not ready yet to be judged by anyone, especially Eva. Our friendship is the only good thing about my childhood that I have really. I can't have her turn her back on me. It would break me apart.

I lay in bed thinking about what happened to Josh and how I would even go about telling Eva what happened. What would she say? What would she think about me after I told her?