Cocaine

I wasn’t sure why I woke up at the exact time as I always do. I planned on sleeping all day and not going to the hospital. Just to make sure, I look at my phone for the time. Yep, 9:02 am.

Damn it. I planned on relaxing and getting my mind back on track, but I guess not.

When my feet hit the ground, I feel a sharp pain fly up my legs and all the way to my head. It hurt like Hell. I put my hand on my forehead, annoyed and upset at this stupid, sudden headache.

Some how, by finding the strength in my self, I get dressed and put my makeup on, do my hair, and all of that other wonderful, stupid, and annoying stuff.

I grab a coffee, a Starbucks to be specific, and head to the door after sliding my shoes on. I make my way to the elevator and I wait.
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Finally, after what felt like ages, I was in the lobby. It’s almost 10am, so I was perfectly on time again. As I pass the front desk, Jessica calls my name. I do a quick spin and turn towards.

‘’Yeah?’’ I ask, curiously.

‘’You had some one looking for you.. late last night. I don’t know where he went, he was here earlier, a few hours ago.'’ She tells me.

‘’Oh, okay. Thanks.’’ I smile before walking off.

But as soon as I walk away, I realize who it was. It was that guy. He was a complete mystery to me. Completely. Unknown. Secretive. Every word that could explain him… Creepy. Shocking. Perhaps, even, dangerous, or scary, or harmful.

I go out the door and head towards the edge of the road. I didn’t feel like walking today. I walked yesterday morning, and my legs were already hurting.

I wait patiently for an oncoming taxi. I usually wait about five or so minutes every morning.

But thankfully, this time, I didn’t have to wait long. A taxi pulls up beside me and I smile gently at the driver, it was a woman this time.

As I open the door, I swear on my life, on my family, on everything.. that it was him. He was sitting in the back seat, same spot as last night.

I gulp gently as I get in and act as if I didn’t notice him.

“Where to, Mam?’’ The woman asks me.

‘’St. Jude, please. The ER entrance.’’ I say and she nods back to me.

Quickly, I stick my head phones in and turn on some music. “Nothing Like You” By Dan-&-Shay comes on. Horrible timing. I didn’t feel like changing it though, I just stared at my knees.

Out of the corner of my eye, I see that he’s staring at me.

It makes me think all of a sudden, the way I feel right now, afraid and confused at the world and freaked out a little, is that what he thought last night? When I was staring at him?

He continues his gaze, not looking away, barely blinking any. Today he was wearing a black, sleeveless shirt. Dark gray skinny jeans. Black boots. He looked nice, for a stalker. I erase the immature thought from my mind as I try to focus on my music.

But, to be honest, Its not working one single bit.

Never have I been so confused, so lost, so… afraid. I’m scared that if I move just an inch, he’ll pull a knife or gun on me. But yet again, I don’t feel that way. The other half of me just wants to talk to him. Get to know him. Possibly, fall in love with him.

But I know.. that won’t happen. I’m too stupid for my own mind.

Why would I even think that?

Probably because you are in love already…

I hate talking to myself... Only because I know that inner me.. the one that no one knows.. is always, no matter what, always right..

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