⠀ PART 1. ⠀
⠀ACT I; SCENE I⠀
restaurant; street
waitress, (co-workers), (customers), stranger
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THE FEELING SHE HATED THE MOST WAS BACK AGAIN, she felt extremely exhausted, worse than she ever were in the past. It was her first time going home from her new work that she was employed to, that was about an hour away from where she lived.
She finally finished her shift this day. "Finally" she said as she wiped her sweat with her hanky. Having five jobs a day is hard.
She sighed heavily. "What a day" she blurted out. She bent down as she found her bag on the floor with all of her stuffs scattered, she then immediately gathered and tidied everything up, while she saw on the corner of her eyes people having disgusted looks and glares at her and were just walking pass by as if they didn't see her, nobody didn't even looked back to help the poor lady.
She then quickly got up and patted her dusty hands on her apron, she took it off and hang it on the wall. She untied her hair and grabbed her hanging coat near the exit and opened the door.
Working as a waitress, and finishing her work at midnight wasn't the best for her but she just had to take the job, it was the only way for her and her mom to actually live. And, unfortunately she was the only one working for her family.
She got out feeling dead inside. Finally calling it a day, a tiring one. She felt the heavy wind slap her face and the cold breeze made her body freeze and ruin her hair. "Ugh" She groaned in annoyance. Winter was near.
She planned on taking a taxi but she couldn't see one available, so she took her phone out of her pocket but it wouldn't turn on, realizing that her phone had no battery left, she also forgot her charger in the house. She just sighed thinking she was a mess and her life as well.
In the end she decided to take the bus, but she had to walk for a few minutes to get to the station.
When she was walking down the streets, it scared her a bit when she thought of the fact that she was walking alone.
A young woman walking down the street at midnight... It didn't sound right to her.
As the thought of her coming back home crashed in her mind. She couldn't even imagine the nightmare she was going to have. She just wished that she wouldn't witness or feel them, instead it just made her feel tired.
Drunk mom, bringing guys home, hitting her, yelling at her. From thinking those things she knew that her job wasn't done yet.
She shrugged the thought of it and tried to focus on where she was walking. She wasn't really familiar with the way she was heading to.
Click. Clack. She could only hear heavy footsteps made by her high heels, as she looked up she saw the sky in a dark blue, almost black color. She could only hope for the street lights but since karma has been following her these past few days, they weren't working that well, they kept flickering which made the young woman body tremble.
She kept taking small steps slowly, until her vision started to get blurry. She couldn't keep her eyes focused on where she was going.
Every steps made her feel weaker. She knew she couldn't walk anymore, or something bad might happen.
She immediately stopped walking. She was too tired, she slowly leaned her back against the wall helping her stay stable.
Suddenly her head started aching really badly, it hurts her, she let go of her bag letting it fall on the ground as she massaged her forehead and started rubbing it because of the pain it was causing.
That was the first time this happened to her and that time she knew she didn't have any strenght left, she couldn't stand up any longer.
She felt her body touch and hit the cold ground that she was now laying on.
She collapsed due her extreme fatigue and stress,
and that was time she closed her eyes and her vision was now pitched black.
An hour passed by, and peacefulness broke until a man's voice started asking her something. "Miss...okay...? ...hear me?" she couldn't hear everything clearly he was saying, yet hearing his voice made her feel safe. She felt assurance.
She wanted to answer him but she couldn't even open her mouth to say a word. She was too weak.
The last thing she knew was that someone picked her up and carried her, before she eventually fell deeply asleep.
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