2 chapter 1

Chapter 1

I FINALLY FINISHED moving into my new apartment but I barely finished unpacking. I sit down and relish on what I have to do for the next couple of days. I get up and take out my phone and see my schedule for the next couple of days:

Tuesday: I have to be at my new job to see the Ceo

Wednesday: go to shopping to get my furniture

Thursday: free day/ unpacking

Friday: groceries

'That all I have!' I'm hoping I will find something that entertains me then at my home town.

Everything Seems so boring, being here is boring all I can do is stare at walls or more like I prefer staring at the wall.

Nothing outside these walls are intriguing but work to pass through endless time. I stare at the empty walls and I hear The sound of sirens

the sound of sirens. "Mom!" "Mom!" stood before me was younger version me tears in her eyes as she stood outside the burning house.

"What happen. Why is our house on fire?" The younger version I said as she tugs on mother coat.

The little girl walked in front of her unresponsive mother. "Shut Up! Shut Up! Shut Up!" Our mother said over and over again.

"MOM! Where's daddy !"The little girl and I yelled but then the girl was not in front of our mom I was as I pulled at the middle of her coat.

"I Said SHUT UP!" My mom yelled and I was hit across the face and hit my head on the ground hard. I blink numerously as I catch my breath after the flashback of my father death. We had nobody to rely on we were all alone, my mother was disowned when they found out that she dated my father who was below her status and got pregnant with me.

while my father was on his own for as long as I've known. since everyone died when burglar attacks his family at a family gathering .He was the only one able to escape before the bomb went off.

After all, I've been through as a child my mom got married to the approval of her parents liking which they reunited. soon after we met new family members and met my mom's real dad. How ironic and hypercritical but mom never showed any emotion but played with others the way that they played with her.

Honestly, I don't feel bad for her, not one bit but, some gave her sympathy for my father death. Others were happy for her being remarried.

Fake. All of them were especially my mother. She would accept the apology with a moppy face. the next moment when she would be alone she would go about her way as if nothing happen taking pictures or on her phone doing who knows what.

I got up and stretch and looked at what time of day it was ... Nightfall was in the night at the time of 6:45.

It was quite unusual but the darkness seems so beautiful to me. Looking out staring at the darkness consoled me like for once I found a place where I belonged.

As I look out the only window in my apartment that looks over the city. The landscape of the city was beautiful as the building lights start to flicker on every direction I looked.

It was something new I saw for the first time but nothing that excited me to my core.

I grabbed the blanket that laid across the couch that lied in front of the window. I wrapped the blanket around myself as I laid down and turn my head towards the lights that were in the distance.

I listen to the silent night as the beat of my heart was heard through my head as I rested my head on my arm. This was a night to remember but not important.

I WANTED TO greet the new neighbor, but it seemed as if no one was home or they had fallen asleep.

'Great if I hadn't got so home late from work I could have met them.'

The silence from my next door neighbor made me curious who where they and what kind of person would they be. The question stayed in my head as I went into the apartment and got in the shower.

'I wonder if it would be some women. It would a nice change.'

He thought only to realize the last time he had a women neighbor who tries to flirt with him which made him groan with distaste of a new neighbor. Why did the old man next door had to leave?

He plopped on the bed with a sigh. He turned to the side and thought about who could be next door.

' Was it a man or a woman? Are they people who are in college? I sure as hell don't hope so… I mean what worse that can happen if they don't like me that one less problem I will have to worry about.'

After all his question he looked at the clock on the side of the bed and saw it was near 8 o'clock. He would just have to see them the next morning, whoever they are.

The silence ate at him keeping him deprived of sleep. He got up and turned his phone on and turned on Pandora to put some instrumental music on.

The plucking sound of the violin hit a nerve but the melody danced well with the flute that played soft as a nice breeze during spring as flower bloomed for the first time.

He plugs in his phone up before laying it down. He spends around trying to calm down his nerves before he would have a flashback. He didn't want to start screaming on the top of his lung or punch his walls, because he never really knew till the next day.

Luckily he was able to relax and laid down under the blanket and stared up at the wall. He saw dots in the dark and wasn't sure if it was a problem or not but slowly close his eye.