Chapter: 3
I burn it and smiled as the smell of smoke began to mix with my oxygen, looking above me a black foggy air. The stupid blanket was finally burning with some stupid pictures of my child hood that reminded me that my life has always sucked. Just as I started to dance around it I hear yells and a curse.
"What the hell! " he said as the manger to the building unlocked my door, in he walked with guitar guy both of them shocked.
One worried the other annoyed and angered, smirking at the manager I waved at him acting casual.
"Wow if I would of known I would have gotten another stick for you to roast hotdogs and marshmallows with me" I tell them in a fake over exaggerated voice as I smiled brightly.
"Miss please this is a sa___"
"I'm sorry sir but I am a lady and it is awfully late" I start with a concern face as I stop him from finishing his speech. "I think you should go considering this could be an attempt of kidnap or worse r**e" I continue by now he looked scared and began leaving knowing if my father heard of this he would have a cow and order the managers head off.
Acting as if nothing happened I continue to dance around it the way this tribe I've met last year showed me. Apparently it was an old traditional dance, the chief had join me with his wife and his son who was hoping I'd marry him, he was hot yes but I said no. Yeah fat chance I had many suitors rich, poor, kind, rude but yet I never gave them much thought.
It never really matter if they were poor or not I just wanted to die alone knowing I was not naive and didn't fall in to the trap that society called love.
"Will you like to be accused of r**e to?" I ask with a smirk as turn my small camp fire off. Ironically I always wanted to do a camp fire but never have till now.
"No not really" he mumbled softly. "I'm Kade by the way" he told me still standing at my door frame.
"Mia" I said before I start turning myself around never getting up. "But you knew that" I said with a hint of curiosity.
"Yeah I did" he told me with a wink before closing my door. For some strange reason I wanted company which was weird since I have wanted to be alone for months.
Walking to my bedroom I took my wig and slip on my small white hat over my dead hair that seem so dull. Guess cancer does that to you.