Chapter 7
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** long chapter for you all. I haven't posted for a while so yea hope you like it!( I tried a different style of writing do tell which one's better I'll continue to write in the way you guys choose)**
"where are the potatoes my child?" urgh....these stupid old hags find nothing else to cook, I work at Grandma's Groceries now ( psst..what a silly name). I'd recently joined the job and by far hated all the customers who had set foot in the store. "dear, and how much are these?" asked a plump woman carrying a basket of goods like her fat ass hands couldn't contain. " so, young lass, are you seeing someone lately? you seem off" umm no mam I reply with a smile.
I've had enough of this b***h. i know I'm lonely. why amplify that. just want to murder this piece of shi-....the door opened ." off you go mam. have a great day" (and please let me be honored to kill you at once)said the worker smiling at her.
what's he doing? he doesn't look taken. look at his shirt! all dirty and torn near the sleeve. Oh my! his face....his face looks pathetically stained with dirt too. Poor guy. what could've happened to him? why does he look strayed? or worse homeless?
but beneath the dirt, he looks good...I mean too good. good enough for me. I hope. his unruly rough hair. just long enough to look manageable . his eyes...black too. urgh why am I such a bloody simp! remember you mustn't like anyone. more like you can't keep one long enough.
he has to get here. he has to talk to me. but what if he leaves empty handed? what if I mess up like always. no I will (hope) not. I don't need to jump guns. I just need to strike a talk. that's it (really, you can't its too much already). urgh...oh my god he's here. he's her. stop blushing already you fool (just don't mess up like bad).
he's coming towards you with something with him. yes now's your chance! at least become his friend
"can you bill this fo......." hang on.......his voice is so dreamy (wake up b***h!)
"get out of my way boy" thundered another voice from behind him, pushing him nearly to the ground. does she know him? she glares at him and begins to bellow louder so that the whole store can hear her.
" my goodness! isn't it you. you're the man who lived in the house beside me that too with another guy. right? ohh I've seen both you and that other kid get into that tiny flat of yours. I've seen it with my bloody eyes alright" the guy's face turned a slight red of embarrassment. something's up. the lady just carried on this time with her hand outstretched to reach his collar.
"men who live with other men are such sinners to mankind. what great job does the world have other than sending you failures to hell? I don't think they would anytime s...."
oh yeah. spice. so I couldn't resist and got the guts to cut her off in the middle of her loathing (btw here's what I said)
"mam, I request you to step back. this is a community grocer and anyone can come and purchase goods with their own money. so I request you to get back in line please" god! that was so nice ( so fake that it was too unhealthy)
"who are you to meddle with me. your nothing but a petty worker. just mind your own business"
oh dammit ! I lost my temper and tore of my work apron revealing a full blown police uniform and took out my gun and pointed it at her forehead and pinned her to the floor.
" Mam, Myself Officer Angela Straws. I request you to put your hands up and remain quiet."
hah. that shut the old b***h up for a while. wait, where's the guy? did he just escape! urgh... failure just slaps my face so hard.
So I turned and looked as I shamelessly drew my weapon down and scurried out the door. looks like the owners needs to find someone new,
I run through the streets panting hard. he couldn't have gone that far. He looked quite tired too. right now, I'm officer Straws , i have a reputation to keep up and I'm on the verge of losing it. I roam carelessly as my hair falls apart from the bun I tried to keep it in, my shirt untucked and clumsy looking. Where the f**k did he go?
I was about to give up when I managed to stay afoot and entered a thin passage way and he looked straight at me! why's he staring though? maybe my condition.
"hey. we meet before at the store. I'm officer Straws" I say with an outstretched palm waiting for him to shake it back but he doesn't. what do you think you are? . he doesn't say a word either.
a few seconds later, he simply nods and starts walking away. I run after him to continue the conversation. I was curious to find out about him.
"hey, sorry for what happened there. It was just the fact that I couldn't stand injustice made. you see -" he looked at me, this time just whishing I would shut up and leave him alone.
"okay" he finished coldly. and I couldn't hold my horses any longer.
" did you know that woman in the store?" I asked trying to be casual
he stopped but did not answer. I could see the hesitation in his eyes. of course no one would trust you that soon.
" I need to go" he said after a while. "if you're done questioning, let me leave". man he was straightforward. his eyes were full of some emotion. an emotion I could not decipher. but it was sad.....very sad. I looked down as I did not know what to say, and he walked past me.
I thought I'd too turn around but then I noticed him loose his balance. he would have fallen face down...........if I hadn't held him from behind.
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