Fantasies

Darlie

I woke up to the sound of knocks coming from my door.

"It's me!" Brian yelled. He probably thinks I can't hear him. If he hasn't noticed yet, there's a bunch of holes in the wall which doesn't prevent noise from being heard.

"I know! No need to yell! I'm gonna get in the shower and get dressed."

"Um, word of advice? Wear something on your feet while you're in the shower."

"Why?"

"Because, Darlie! There's this thing calls aids that leaves your v-,"

"Got it!"

I stepped off of the old bed and onto the floor. It's a cold floor, it's not even carpeted. I put my sneaker on before entering the shower. I mean, what's Brian thinking? He tells me to use shoes but there's only one pair.

I turned the water on, jumping at the coldness that surrounded my body.

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Darlie

Three Days Later

For the past three days I've stayed up and waited for Mia so we can go and have some shots. Well, I don't really have the shots, it's more her. I don't find much pleasure in something that burns your throat. She's not a bad person. She doesn't really have anyone in the world. She's pretty much a loner.

It's currently ten fifty-five and I'm wearing jeans, a grey tank top, and a white hoodie. Brian finally decided to buy me a new pair of sneakers. I guess he was pretty mad, but I was just trying to make a joke. He literally made me walk around the entire day with wet sneakers.

And when they dried...you didn't want to smell them once they dried.

I heard a slight knock come from the door. I got up, walking quickly but quietly so Brian wouldn't hear me. Johnny hasn't said anything about my 'going out'. I guess he doesn't really care.

I opened the door. It makes a loud noise but Brian is probably too busy snoring to hear me.

"Hi." she smiled. Mia was wearing perhaps the most provocative thing I've ever seen her in. Well, since the first day I met her. She started calming down once we started hanging out. I felt uncomfortable just talking to her.

"Hey." I said. We started running down the stairs and we walked out of the hotel. I felt the wind hit my face quickly. I put on my hood so I wouldn't bring any attention towards my face. Bright red hair does tend to bring alot of attention.

She didn't say much of anything as we crossed the street. We passed the bar. I stopped, not knowing what to say. She only always goes to the bar.

"I don't want to go there today. I want to introduce you to someone I met." I shook my head, trying to focus on the street.

We walked a couple of blocks and I was starting to get tired. I wasn't expecting to walk this much. She usually goes to have a drink and then we walk for five minutes. That's it. To be honest, I do this only because I know she needs a friend.

I looked down and noticed her shoes. They're Louboutin's.

"I like your shoes." I said.

"Thanks. They're fake." I opened my eyes in shock and kept looking at her shoes. They sure do look real. We kept walking without saying a word.

We got to an alley. It was dark and she started walking in it.

"Um, are you sure we should go through there?" I asked, moving my hands in an odd manner.

"Don't be a child." she said, sounding somewhat different this time.

"You know what," I finally decided, "I think I'll see you tomorrow."

"Don't go now." she said, grabbing me and tossing me onto the ground. A light from a black van hit my face. A man with a black trench coat walked out, making his way towards me. He can only be one person; Vergario.

"Come on, Darlie." he said, taking a gun out and pointing it toward the ground.

"No!" I got up, trying to run by them. I was stopped by a man, a man who happened to be Brian.