Rose

and wiped the fog off the bathroom mirror. I jumped when I saw, rose standing there smiling at me, “Let me out Daniel, I want to be freed.” Rose shouted, “No.” My hand slid across the medicine cab

tention of the mean girls that hang to him like a chain all day. I sat in class paying attention to the lecture that was happening before me when my phone buzzed in my pocket, it was a message from my mom asking me for money. How she’s still able to keep a phone is totally a shocker to me when mainly everything I bought her they both sold for crack. Her and my dad. They even sold me once to a human trafficker and if I didn’t have my head on my shoulder at a young age I’d be in Italy by now being pumped out by a mafia boss. What a cruel fucked up world we live in! The next couple of days went by with little to no hiccups except for when Adam stopped me in the hall to tell me his mother wasn’t doing too well,I started getting bumped in the shoulder and pushed around by the ‘click’ a bunch of dumb blondes who didn’t know what to do with daddies money. Then to make it even worse I got a letter from the administration office telling me I’m two months behind on my payments. I sat on a bench and cried. I work so hard to make ends meet just so I could finish college and I didn’t want all my hard work to all go down the drain, I guess Adam spotted me because he was stopping in front of me asking what was wrong. He grabbed the letter from my hand and crumbled it up before throwing it in the trash. “I could give you the money Hannah, why are you being like this?” I didn’t bother answering, I just got up and headed to work because I was opening up this afternoon. I stood over the counter inhaling the sweet scent coming from the liquid that I’m using to wipe the tables down, the bell above the entrance door rang as it opened and I knew who it was, there the only people that come five minutes before opening time to get the best seat. “Have a seat. I'll be with you guys shortly.” “Hannah a word if you don’t mind.” My head spun around to be greeted by Daniels' pitch black eyes behind clear circle frame glasses. He has to be hungry because he’s never here early; he usually meets up wi