JAMES
*Warning slight mention of slur*
I've never had an easy life growing up, that's for sure, but I wouldn't change a thing as it's made me the guy I am today.
Now saying that I am currently packing up my small apartment to move to an even smaller one in New York for a more expensive one, but at least I'll have a better paying job at AN Corp at first when I put in for an interview.
I didn't expect a call back since my resume has hardly any experience for a 19 year old but what can I say most my life I could barely move out of my bad but when I applied for a job far away from my home town I was more than happy to leave even thinking of this place brings back memories that I'd rather stay buried in the back of my mind.
"Hey man, everything's loaded up. Are you ready?" My one and only best friend Luke asks.
Luke was your typical hot, muscular six foot blond guy that every girl and guy wanted me included, but after a brutal rejection, I realised we truly are better off as friends.
"Yeh, just about." I let out a laugh but not one of joy more a bittersweet laugh as I look out the window of my apartment over the city of Detroit
Luke nodded, leading me to his van. I couldn't thank him enough how much he's done for me. I will forever be grateful, and I hope he knows it even though I have told him a million times, and the last he hit me with a pillow telling me to stop thanking him so I did.
The van was in silence for around an hour and a half of this nine hour journey, that is, until Luke spoke.
"Promise me you'll text and call no matter if I'm busy. You're my best friend James, no matter what, even if you are moving across the country that won't change," he smiled
I laughed before I replied, " Of course I would like you to know that, and the same goes for you. You'll always be my best friend no matter what,"
"Good, now let's listen to a bit of rap, huh?" He winks, knowing how much I dislike rap. I'm more of an alternative guy myself. I mean, I do look the part.
At the age of 17, I reached my max height of 5'5, which annoyed me since everyone was taller than me even when I reached the age of 19, not to mention my face was littered with freckles and a burn mark scared into my neck from being my fathers personal ashtray which is honestly why I have horrible taste in men seeing as my own father loathed my existence I honestly think its cause I look a lot my mother with the dirty blond curly hair that shapes my face into what some would call an innocent one as my eyes were always described as looking like a young deer's which honestly I don't know if I like the fact that I look so innocent and young it makes me a target for creeps the only thing I got from my father were his forest green eyes.
I eventually fall asleep to the sound of some horrid rap song that makes me wanna rip my ear drums out, but after about 6 hours, I wake up, and it pitches black
"How long was I out?" I ask, turning to Luke
" 'bout 6 or so hours we should be arriving in an hour and half maybe two if this traffic keeps up," he replied
I look out the window and see that both going forward and backwards, the lanes were filled with cars, which I thought to myself here comes New York, which makes me realise.
I'm in New York. I'm free. I'm finally free. I let my face break into a smile, a real one. For the first time in a long time, I knew I was gonna be OK,
After another hour or so, I started asking Luke what's he gonna do once he finally moves out of that hell hole.
Luke himself didn't have the best life druggie dad and alcohol mother, but he came out fine despite his horrible upbringing.
He joked, saying he'll move to LA for the strippers but I knew Luke was a family man who always has been he wants a wife and kids, which surprised me but not as much as when he said that he wants to be the stay at home parent as hed rather raise his kids in a home where they not only feel love from a mother but also a father which warmed my heart more than anything.
"You know you want to move to some back ass end of no where country have a wife and six kids while u stay at home and care for them." I laugh
"Hey, doesn't mean I can't go to a few strip clubs before that I'm only 21 plenty of time to find a wife," he shoots back with a smile
I nodded in agreement, laughing as he went on about how his "balls" have the strongest and healthiest swimmers as he called them
"Ewwwww Luke, keep that to yourself. I don't need to know about your balls." I shrug in disgust
"You did at one stage," he winks before continuing. "Messing man, I know you're too innocent. I bet the closest you've gotten to sex is a kiss. "
"LUKE one that's not even the same thing as sex and two. I don't need it when I have work to worry about. " I shoot him a look
"That's exactly when you need it the most. Trust me, angry pent-up sex cause of work is the best sex, " he winks again
I put in my headphones shaking my head at my best friends filthy mouth he takes that as a sign to just keep driving but not before he punches my leg resulting in me giving him a death stare warning him to just drive
I was scared my new life would I find love alongside this new job or would I end up alone like I was always told
" Filthy fag no one will ever love you" I hear my fathers voice echo in my head before shaking away those bad thoughts
No this time will be different I will be happy here I feel it in my bones and soul
Word Count: 1122
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