Toxic relationship

Chapter 3-Reality

Last night after running into Sneak and Bruce my day was ruined. I had to sleep on an empty stomach.

I get ready for the day and wear my half handed hoodie top which is maroon in colour and some ripped jeans.

I seat down and think of what I'm gonna perform today. I empty my beach bag to look for the small diary but it isn't here.

I feel so empty and I'm about to cry now since that diary was my mom's where she wrote more about herself for me to read when I'm older.

I then get up and take my mom's ol'violin and carry my beach bag and then leave to find a better place.

Finally after a little more walking I finally find a place close to the subway station.

I seat there and think of what I'm gonna perform right now.

"This was such a bad idea" I think to myself.

I then think of a simple 'hallelujah' .

Wait that's the song, my mom loved singing it.

Without being so sure of the beat, I start moving my fingers and the beat comes out perfectly and I start singing.

"I heard there was a secret chord

That David played and it pleased the lord"

I continue singing and people start dropping some tens.

Well atleast I won't have to go to bed hungry again. I think to myself.

After the song I count the money and it adds up to 50 bucks and 39 scents.

Well not so bad for my first day.

I then pack my stuff ready to go to another block.

As I'm walking I see Erica on one of the screens which are on display.

"Oh my gosh, Erica!"

I scream with excitement and then go close to the TV. The picture then switches to the guy from last night and he's being interviewed.

"Never knew he was this famous"

I think to myself and then leave.

MILAN

I drive Daryn to Stephanie's house.

"We're here" I tell Daryn

"Oh thank you" Daryn says and then opens the door to get out. She then comes to the window.

"Bye" she says and adds

"I know what you gonna say, 'whatever' " she then begins to leave

"Hold up" I say and Daryn stops and then turns around. I sign for her to come back and she does. Then I pull out some 50 bucks and give it to her

"You may need it"

I say whilst giving her the bank note. She takes it and leaves.

I then put my feet on the dashboard and take out the small pink diary and it reads:

"I know that you're too young to understand this, that's why I wrote it down in here for you. Please keep it safe cuz I know as you grow you will understand what I mean. Always remember that you lose some and win some. And I also want you to know that I'm not a bad person as most people take me to be. I just want you to know that I tried; I tried to keep the family together, and I tried to make everyone happy but I guess I didn't try hard enough. It's funny to say I was a try-hard. Perhaps I forgot that the more you love someone the more desperate you become and I just didn't realise what all the love and sacrifices could cost me."

I pose for a moment to process everything and then switch to the next page. It reads;

"I know I couldn't tell you a lot of things because of your age, but at least I can stil pour some wise in you; never be at a place you're not valued. I know you have a lot of questions about me..."

I then pose there, oh damn this is some personal stuff . I might've just invaded someone's privacy. I'm not so sure I'd like it if someone did that to me.

I leave the diary down.

"But I don't understand why the hell the author would be telling all this to someone. "

It now comes to my attention, what happened to the author. I leave the diary down and the wind starts blowing and the pages of the diary get flipped. I'm about to just close it, until something in the diary catches my attention.

It reads:

Dear mom,

Even though the others chose not to support you, but I did and I promise that I'll get you the justice you need and I'll keep this book with me because this is the path that has always guided me.

"Damn... this is a whole load of personal stuff. I didn't know how I'd possibly take it. But one thing's for sure, I need to return this to the owner."

Yesterday's events then flash back to my head and I realise this must belong to the girl I met last night. Another thought comes to my mind, how I'm I gonna find her and where.



Milan's pic