Just living

**Chapter 1** **Narrator's Point of View** Mary was 5'4" tall, had a slim fit body, long black hair, and beautiful blue eyes. Her father was a drug dealer; yes, it sucked, but it put food on the table. One day, while making his deliveries, he got shot and died on the spot two years after her mom passed. She was only three years old at the time, and because she had no family members, she was sent to an orphanage where Eric Eammaso, a sweet old man, adopted her and raised her as his own. Mr. Eammaso had no children whatsoever, so Mary became his only family, except for Mrs. Matthews, of course, who was his long-time close friend. Raising a kid alone was very hard for Eammaso, especially in his old age. People at the orphanage didn't understand why he wanted to adopt a child at his age, but he saw something in her. Years passed, and each day Mary grew more and more beautiful. Her hair grew longer, and of course, she attracted the attention of many boys at school. But Mr. Eammaso wanted nothing but the best education for her. Unfortunately, Mary wasn't that bright in school; she preferred to spend her time partying and hooking up with guys. While in high school, she met her on-and-off dashing playboy boyfriend, Jim (okay, I see you, Mary). Jim Mayor was the second son of the mayor's family, one of the rich families in Silver Sky (Meca). And it so happened to be that his mother was the headmaster of the school. Jim and Mary spent a lot of time together in high school. They were always together, shared the same group of friends, and had similar habits; they would party a lot and hook up with different people, and sometimes with people in their friend circle, which caused many issues in their relationship. The final year came around, and they were really into experimenting sexually, like seniors usually are, I guess. Just like most experiments, reactions happened, and they ended up producing two byproducts (girls specifically). Yippee! After graduation, Mary started working at Eammaso's Diner, which was owned by her father Mr. Eammaso, to earn some extra cash to take care of her babies. Of course, motherhood was hard and tiring. Just a few days ago, she went shopping at the supermarket and forgot the babies (don't judge her; it happens to most new parents). On a sunny Friday, Mary was working the after shift as usual and was supposed to be off by 5 PM to attend the super big party her boyfriend was having. However, the place was fully packed, so she had to work extra hours and ended up being late to the party. Meanwhile, at the party, which was supposed to be Linda and Mary's 11th friendship anniversary celebration, Jim and Linda were getting high on some weed in the "private room." Just getting high... if you know what I’m saying, ha. The door was wide open (oh yeah, it was wide and open; well, a little bit too open, maybe). It was decorated in full pink—from the tiles, the sofas, the wine bar to the neon lights—everything pink, all noisy night long, baby! Do you know what happens in a room when you are getting high on weed alone with your best friend's boyfriend? No? Okay, I'm gonna tell you. When you get high, like really high, you start feeling a certain way, and you do crazy things. Well, that's what Jim and Linda did—mad s**t. That's right, he kissed her for two minutes; yes, I was counting. But it was just a "harmless kiss," you know, the kind you give to your girlfriend's best friend, right? No? Well, the real harm was when, instead of slapping the jerk and walking out, Linda just sat there looking into his eyes with the same intensity and locked lips with him. (What a bitch.) While the two little smokers were busy having fun, Mary pulled up in the parking lot.