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Keys To My Heart

One night I was walking home a call diverted my attention. It was from home. Apparently they need more money which I don't have right now. I didn't notice I stopped in front of a musician. He is more like a dirty homeless guy with overgrown beard with a guitar. His music didn't really attracted me. But still it looks like I disrupted his business by standing right in front of him so I searched for some coins on my pocket and dropped it on his guitar holder. I continued walking while talking on the phone I live close to that place. When I get home I can't find my keys. Shit where is it. That's the turning point of my life when a homeless guy appeared in front of me holding my keys. With that favor this man had given me. He asked so much more in return.

Harljane · Urbain
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He is back

I can finally breath since the weird man is gone. Good thing he gave back my keys and my phone without a fight. I went directly to my room so I can sleep. I made sure to lock the doors and window. I woke up late in the morning so I rush myself going to work I didn't noticed the guitar the man left under my dining table. After the day as I get home I saw him waiting in front of my door.

"It's you again. Do you want me to call the police again. If I shout people on the neighborhood will surely come to my rescure." I warned him.

"Really? Do you really know to shout help that people from this place could understand? I don't think so." He smirked at me. He is belittling my capabilities.

"What do you want. I have nothing on my fridge anymore. Here I have 5 lei take this and leave." He laughed even more with the small money I'm giving him.

"I forgot my guitar. I need it back so I can busk on the street." I shakily open my door to get his guitar. I asked him to stay outside but he didn't listen. He went inside to look for food again. I have no sandwich today so he took the croisant in sachet and a bag of cheetos. I have no choice but watch him take my cheetos away.

"You have your guitar back. Please leave you are disrupting my peace." I told him with a scared voice.

"You have nothing to be scared of, I won't do anything to you. But you have to be careful on the street specially where you place your keys because some other might not be the same as me." I just gave him a sharp look like I'm vigilant against any of your move. I'm standing close to the knives. Just like what he promised he left the moment he took what he needs.

"I don't want to see you anymore please don't come back." Again he just smiled in response of my statement as if that's impossible. I went directly on my bed after locking the door. I'm frightened of this homeless guy appearing in front of my door. I'm wondering what happened to my neighbor, he is always there before when I need help. He always want to assist me in anything even just for the direction I can consult to him but lately he is so busy. I dialed his number to check where he is.

"Hi! How are you I've noticed you're not home." I stated with half asking why he is not home.

"Ow! I'm back to school. My schedule is 9 to 2. This way I can still work by 1 to 8. I forgot to tell you about this since you are busy yourself." He answered. Looks like he is busy right now I can here voices of other people on the other side. He is with his classmates. That's Tristan we are of the same age, he is 22 as well but he still have to stay 2 more years in the university since he is supporting his own studies.

"Ok, no wonder you are not around. I will let you be I probably bothering you already." I stated since his friends looks like calling him already.

"No problem. Message me anytime. I might get some freetime to visit you soon. Bye." That's his last statement before dropping the call.