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C h a p t e r  T h i r t e e n»»————> T h e  M a n  B e y o n d  T h e  G l a s s  W a l l <————««Sofia Warren

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C h a p t e r T h i r t e e n
»»————> T h e  M a n B e y o n d
T h e  G l a s s W a l l <————««
Sofia Warren

Lipstick has never been my thing. I frown in the mirror before grabbing a makeup wipe to remove the bright red from my lips. I looked like a clown.

I hate clowns. They might be my biggest fear. I glance at my phone and check the time, time which I am running out of tonight. its already 11:47.

I grab my keys and toss them in my purse after locking up my apartment door.

"Hey sexy," Lincoln says with a wink.

"Hey Linc, hows your wife?" I stick my tongue out at him. He flips me off with a slight laugh, and big goofy grin. He got divorced a couple months ago and had been begging me to go on a date. I keep saying no. I'm too perfect to be a rebound, I told him if he stays consistent for 6 months I'll say yes. I'm lying.

I take the elevator down to the parking garage under my apartment building. I skip to my car. Ever since I found out I could do a back flip in heels, I make sure to flaunt all my skills of my amazing heel walking and dancing mobility, even though I probably look like a stupid, drunken bitch.

I turn up my aux as loud as possible, blaring Cry Baby by The Neighbourhood. Easily the best band in existence by the way. I hum the lyrics, bumping my palm against the wheel to the beat. The next song that plays is Devil's Advocate. My absolute most favorite song.

Driving down the road at illegal speeds puts my heart at ease. I roll down every single of the windows in my car. Nothing beats this.

"Trade the whip out for a bike!" I sing the lyrics, not a care in the world.

"Designer for some nikes,"

I smile big, "Switch the stripper for a wife, black tie for a white tee," My favorite part of the song begins to come up.

"I've been moving lightspeed, lightspeed, lightspeed, lightspeed! Lightspeed, lightspeed, lightspeed, lightspeed!"

I hum the music, taking a turn right, nodding my head and laughing at nothing funny but the pure joy in my soul. Free. I am so mother fucking free and I am never losing that again.

"I'm the devil's advocate, you don't know the half of it," I shake my head to the lyrics, acting it out like I am in a musical.

"Good luck tryna manage it, if a god is a dog and a man is a fraud then I'm a lost cause!" I smile big. I think I am meant to be single forever, speeding on a highway, on the way to the club to get drunk out of my mind, dance and flirt for hours on end.

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐍𝐨 𝐄𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐌𝐞 𝐍𝐨𝐰 ✓Where stories live. Discover now