First trip to hell

Ticket to hell

the annoying sound of rubber shoes was roaring the hallways. Olivia hates the sound coming from her footwear, which made her always walk strategically just so that the squishing would be minimized, well with one exception. That exception is today. She rushes towards the end of the hallway taking big steps despite the pain in her knees. She always forgets her meds while on work. She opens the emergency exit door violently. The expression on her face radiates pure anger and she looks capable of murder right now. Not caring for the fact that she might've pushed aside and elder woman along the way, She continues rushing through the hallways. And she really just doesn't care. Olivia is too focused on one thing right now. Getting her hands on the person who cost her everything. She exits Block A and gets greeted with pouring rain. While making a run for it she drops her scrolls very awkwardly, and not in a cute way. 'Shit' she turns back , her blond curly hair in her face and kneeling to take the scrolls. 'Fuck' she mutters while picking up her work and seeing it is soaked. While collecting her things up she hears an even more annoying sound than her shoes. 'Everything alright' she hears from above. It is Lucas yelling from his office. She first doubts about the fact that she should just say yes i'm alright. But no. she is just not in the mood to be considerate. 'Yeah you know what Lucas' she says in a not so welcoming voice. 'What' he asks, not having heard her, probably expecting her to have said i'm fine. Olivia starts screaming while waving her long arms, 'No it is not, It really isn't!'  Lucas now in total confusion and with a blank expression looking down. Can you at least do me one favor. 'Don't move. Just don't'  she says and with that Olivia is on her way again holding the scrolls tightly in her arms. When entering block B her clothes are dripping all over the place. Yet again she doesn't notice neither does she care. After a good five minutes of walking and turning she stops in front of a door. She almost entered but then she remembers. Olivia searches her whole shoulder bag hoping to find what she looks for, it takes a moment because the bag is pretty stuffed and disorganized. Aha! She takes the item and puts her bags and scrolls next to the door.  The item is the only thing she is holding right now. A beautiful silver kitchen knife. Now she is ready to open the door.

We would love to give you the part but, mrs. Hallings paused. We have already filled that spot you see, next time there is a big chance that you'l get it. Next time? that's what you said last time. Eve complained. I spend more time in here than any one else, i put in the most work and passion, I just don't get it! Yes you're right you don't get it, and you will never get it with that attitude, mrs. Hallings responded. Wh-whaat? But why? Eve said feeling the slight burn of the last comment.  Eve now stands out of the chair and goes to position herself in front of the desk. Do not and never assume you're the best Mrs. Hallings started,  interrupting the sentence that Eve was about to begin, try to be your best at all times but do not expect to get the same amount of energy you give back. Eve now standing uncomfortable shifting on her feet. If you really put in so much effort your day will come, in the meantime , be thankful to even have a sitting . Eve now realizing that she is indeed overreacting and knowing that mrs. Hallings does what she needs to do, Sorry I will try my best, Yes you will, said the head of the theater already distracted with something else than Eve. And is now totally focusing on her paper work. Eve turns around as she now goes to leave the room. When one foot is already outside the door she says and you will be the first to know that my time has come. With that she carefully closed the door and then start running her way outside. The way home was quiet  and peaceful. She plans on getting home to eat and rehearse the part, despite not haven gotten it. She needs to practice more if she indeed wants to be worth the role. After 15 minutes the bus stops at her usual spot, Eve still does not move a muscle. Only few stops further she steps out off the bus. This is five minutes walking from Alissa. The girl that got the part. the only way to go from two to one is to eliminate number one. Let's go congratulate her.

One lighter please, Nicholas asks the old man behind the counter of the night shoo. While the man that looks like stoned Gandhi turns around to get the lighter Nicholas looks through some magazines, none of them holds his attention except at the page where there was an unrealistic but still handsome man. Damn i wish those people where real. Normal humans are disappointing in many ways, it just never is like in your dreams or fantasies he thinks while lingering at the page. That will be 2 Pounds says the weird Gandhi man distracting him from his once again beautiful fantasy. He wasn't even at the part where they would marry. Honestly he rarely thinks about  strange men that way, or at least if he does it doesn't give him the butterflies as if he would think about the crushes he has now. Crushes is honestly a very immature term, but when it comes to love he is. Longing for that young love still. He takes the 2 pounds out of his narrow pocket, they're always narrow, probably because his pants always fits perfectly yet are always tight at one specific place. His behind is what you can call more than those pants designers expect from a man. He rushes out the night shop now feeling the rush of new excitement. Hey Selena i have it he says to his niece while walking past her knowing she will follow. She was just leaning on the wall probably texting some boring boys to pass the time. And when are we going to strike? She asks now being curious and impatient. They cross the street barely looking, Which isn't really something Nicholas would do since he is always pretty scared to be hurt and is mostly careful. Not today, it is weird what a bit of adrenaline does to you. I don't know he replied while stopping at a side street. He stops and stares for a bit, he looks over to Selena and decides. I think now, he says breathing out in the cold Autumn air. If it weren't for that blue backpack he wears he would be invisible. Since it's dark and he is wearing black he blends in well. Especially because of his dark skin.  Selena on the other hand couldn't be more subtle with her bright colored clothing and glitters shoes. We will take this street, it is a shortcut he says continuing the walk. The street was narrow and covered in graffiti, maybe not one of his finest ideas perhaps.  Selena just nods showing hints of uncertainty  but follows anyway. After just  three steps he turns around, No never mind to dangerous, he makes a bit of a dramatic feminine turn. He was scared, he wasn't really brave or a badass. He only wants to do what is right. We will take the long way, there is no room for risks tonight He says while unpacking the lighter.  Nicholas is determined to reach his uncle's house, and make sure that he will never leave it. And he would do so, even if that asks a bit of fire.

Fuck this is heavy. Sarah whispers under her breath while lifting the black garbage sac over the rail. She then watches the beautiful sight of the black plastic colliding with the strongly moving water. It's so dark that the water looks black too, it really is a stunning sight watching black collide with black. She keeps standing watching the river and looks up to meet the moon, but her eyes linger somewhere else. she narrows her eyes and she sees a silhouette of a woman,a long looking woman. She is walking strangely, drunk maybe? Someone needs to learn about portion control she mutters now hanging with her elbows on the rail of the bridge. She keeps watching the woman in amusement and even laughs lightly, Wait What! The woman seems to be carrying something heavy. Sarah leans in closer watching now without blinking. No way! she screams, what the hell she then whispers with her hands on her mouth. The woman Picks up a big sac or something, it apparently is heavy since she has to give a lot of effort to get it on her shoulder, after a while she proceeds and trows the long heavy white bag in the river just like Sara did a minute ago. She keeps looking at the woman with her hand covering her mouth. Until she starts laughing out loud. What are the odds, Sarah thinks. I need to know who she is! Sarah knowing that that is impossible since the other bridge in front of her is to far away to reach within a few minutes. So she decides to just keep watching. And even if she could reach it in less than a few minutes, the mysterious woman would be long gone, The silhouette already seems to be on the move since she sees her walking further into the darkness. What would've been in her sac? Sarah now questioning while putting her hands in her pockets deciding to walk away too. Would it be a body, actual garbage or would it be exactly what was in her own sac. Sarah hopes for the sake of the woman that it wasn't a body, who dumps a body in a river on a bridge where you could be seen. weird.. Sarah needed to trow her sac in the river since her bridge has no working cameras and she can't be recorded having it trown away. But the other bridge has perfectly working cameras so that woman is taking a lot of risks there. She knows since she learned some tricks along the way in order to be prepared for situations like this. And this time she needed to get rid of all the evidence and fire wasn't going to do it now. All the  chemical stuff she used for this job was impossible to burn or hide. The paintings in other hand, she knew exactly how to get rid of those, and it would end in a six digit number.