"Just tired."
She muttered.

But you could tell
It was not just a lack
Of sleep,

But a lack of hope,
That made her
Act the way she did.


8. chapter 8

I twidle my thumbs unsure what to do. I'm so bored I had the thought to clean. So I sat down until it passed. Ugh.

  Finally a knock at the door saves me. "Coming." I call running to the door.  "Ya." I smile at the stranger on my doorstep. His hair line is residing and his face unshaven. "Are you brook?" He asks in what I believe to be a chicago accent. "Yah." I say sweetly. "Brook get me your parents."


    I feel like I just had a low blow to the stomach. "Ummm. Actually there not in. Can I take a message." His face turns more angry as he grabs a paper from his back pocket shoving it towards me. "Yah. You can give them this. And tell them, guy says, pay up... or move out."    He walks back to his car leaving me in aww. 


  I unfold the paper curling up on the coach. In fine print at the top is written, FINAL NOTICE. Fuck! its a finall notice for rent. Shit shit shit.    I run up the stairs to my dads office throwing open the painting hiding the safe. Ok. If I was a password what would I be?    Moms birthday? I turn the knob, 3/21/71. But nothing. Jax birthday? 4/5/1 still nada. There anniversary. 10/29/96 not shit. Ugh! What am I going to do? Were gonna have no where to live here in a few days if I don't some how find the money to pay that stubby prick. Could my life get any worse?

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