Broken

Back down that road

I drove to the nearest club to do a pick up. I need money, the struggle. I find a nice dressed man. To easy. I fix my self and walk to him.

"Wanna dance?," He nods and I pull him to the dance floor. We dance for a while. I look for his wallet and its in his jacket shit. "Lets take this off," I say taking off his jacket. I walk over to set it down, instead I grab the wallet and run out of the club. I drive towards Illinois. Even though, so many bad things happened there I miss it and want to start over.

*******

I drove to Franks Diner for some food. I walked in hoping to see the same waitress.

"Hey baby where have you been?," the same waitress says.

"Im sorry I never got your name," She points to her nametag. It read Georgia. "Oh," I say.

"You were supposed to work today what happened?," she said giving me the usual. I cut my pancakes and eat.

"I had to go visit my mom. I can work tonight if you want me to,"I say.

"Nope come in tomorrow at 9," she says.

"Am?,"

"Yep,"  I continue eating. I have no where to sleep. I look at the money I have. 1000.

"Hey Georgia do you know any cheap apartments?,"

"Not really. But I know a guy that will give you a nice furnished apartment,"

"How much,"

"Well I have to talk to him first but maybe 500,"  she says.

"Can you do it on your break I really need it for tonight,"

"Okay sweetcakes,"

"Thanks," I exchange numbers with her. "Okay well Im going to o visit some friends," she nods. I walk to my car to hear my phone ringing.  It was Officer Hews. "Hello?,"

"Where are you we need you to identify some people,"

"Im no where near you. Okay Bye," I hang up the phone. I get into my car and drive around. I have no where to go with nothing to do. I stop at the red light and think of my intentions coming back here.  I then see this black car similar to Chris' his music is blaring. I look over to see Chris, I try my best to hide my face. His head turns my way and honks his horn.  I give in and pull over.

"What do you want Chris?"

"I just really...really miss you," he says. His breath is strong of achohol. He lips his lips to give me a sloppy kiss. I push him away.

"Chris your drunk,"

"Nope...its called love," he says. He grabs my hips.

"Don't touch me," I say.

"You..you stole my money,"

"AND,"

"I would like it back please,"

"No,"

"Or else I will call the cops and get you arrested for everything drug ,every crime you commited," I bit the insides of my mouth.

"What do you want? I don't have the money,"

"Then give me some," I think for a minute.

"Then you will leave me alone?," I asked.

"For the rest of my life," he says.

"Lets go," I say taking my car.

******

"Chris," I moaned. "Stop!," He goes faster, then soon slows down. and stops. "There you got what you wanted,"

"Please just stay with me tonight?," he says wrapping his arms around me. Maybe I should I don't have anywhere to sleep.

"Fine," I turn the opposite way from him. He pulled my by waist closer to him. He rubs my stomach to my thigh. "Chris Im not pregnant," I say.

"Sorry," he says. I must admit being in his arms is thee best.