Breaking and Entering

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Chapter 1 Breaking and Entering

"SHIT!" I spoke out loud realizing that I had overslept!

No I wasn't late for work, or school, or anything for me to be this spazzed about.

I'm spazzing about the mediocre love of my life.

I have to get him from work.

I got up off the couch removing the bag of lays off my stomach & turning off my old TV and immediately tripped over Layla, my pug.

"Layla" I grunted into the floor.

She looked up at me w/ those big dark pleading eyes. I sighed.

"I will feed you as soon as I get back." I said getting up, slipping on my white flip flops that were conveniently right by the couch where I left them.

I have no time to change. My dingy white hanes T-shirt and pajama bottoms will just have to work for me.

I walked over to my table and grabbed my keys to my 2005 hot red Chevy Trailblazer, My iphone and left the house.

I got in the car and checked my mirrors

Red is my favorite color.

My car is red, My hair is bottle bright red, and my lips...should be red. I need to fix that.

I looked in my glove box and pulled out a handy tube of covergirl lip perfection color seduce 307...

I know my logic is fucked up.

My hair is shitty, breath is shitty, outfit is shitty but might as well put on my shitty favorite lipstick...that'll make it better.

In my mind that actually makes sense.

But I can focus on my stupid ways later I have to pick up my babe.

Tucking my birds nest of hair behind my ear and putting on my shades I started the car and headed for Eddies job.

Eddie is my man.

We've been together almost nine months. I knew he was the one when he applied for a job where I work. Walgreen's. My Boss didn't hire him though. We werent looking for new employees at the time and me being me, I helped him get a job, moved him into my home, I took him everywhere he needed to go free of charge all around... eventually he found a good job about 20 minutes away from my home.. getting paid about 9$ an hour just answering phones. I bought all his work clothes and shoes, and drop him off and pick him up everday.

I know he appreciates me more than he lets off but people don't understand me when I say I know Ed, and how he is.

People say he's "no good", "not for me", and "I can do better" but I just dont see it. We are supposed to be in love.

Eddie is my eternal love.

His dirty blonde locks, green eyes chubby stature he's perfect.

He could be less hairy, Snore less, pay attention to me more, be more understanding, kiss better, stop smoking and be more romantic but I have my flaws too I'm sure.

Nobody's perfect.

Meanwhile, as I sped down the highway I made it to Eddie's job in about 15 minutes. I parked in my usual spot and honked.

I expected him to be waiting for me already, I didn't expect to be waiting for 35 minutes.

He must be getting a little overtime.

It's okay I don't have work today.

Usually when I pick him up for work he'd drive me to work and pick me up when I'm done.

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