Heart of the Underage by Astrid R (best historical biographies .TXT) 📖

Chapter One

But take the best of what I've got

And you know no matter what

Before you walk away, you know you can

Run, run, run,

Back to my arms, back to my arms

Run, run, run, back to my arms and they will hold you down

Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh…

“What the fuck is that?” I groaned and rubbed my sleepy eyes. “Belinda! Can you please turn the music off? It’s fucking annoying, I’m sleeping!” I shouted to the top of my lungs, shifting my weight to the side of my bed.

I covered my ears under my pillow but the stupid music keep singing and my irritation increases because the song was playing is not my favourite. It is Run by Pink and every time Pink sang the word, Run…. The sound will get louder and louder.

“Belinda! Shut the music off!” I shouted again but I received silence.

I sat up frustratingly and punched my soft bed. The sunlight that comes from the window makes me blind and I rubbed my eyes again, trying to clear my view while shouting to my maid, “Belinda… What the fuck! I told you to turn-…” I cut my shouting off as soon as I saw the different things around me.

I was in a small room with old sofa across the room, a small wooden table behind the bed and a small old lampshade. Clothes were scattered everywhere on the floor, under the bed, near at the old wooden closet and at the entrance door. I took a glance in my surroundings one more time and I remember that I was on my apartment.

I sighed, relived that I wasn’t kidnapped or wasn’t in the hands of the bad guys who ate human organs. Last night’s movie was so scary it almost killed me when the monster appeared on the screen that makes me jumped off the couch.

I lay my back on the soft bed and the clock that hangs on the wall catches my attention. “7:45…. Fuck!” I shouted like it was the end of the world.

I swiftly stood up trying to think what to do first. My heart beats faster; my hands were shaking and panicked rushed through me. “Oh god, oh god… Please, help me!”

I’ve never mention ‘God’ word before, I didn’t even believe in him. But right now, if he’s true, if people’s story is true that he is everyone’s protector and guidance he should help me right now. If he holds the time machine, he should let me borrow it so that I wouldn’t be late.

I didn’t care to look on the mirror because time was ticking too fast. I closed my door and run down the stairs and to the busy street of New York City.

Ring…Ring…Ring… My phone rang inside my bag and I tried to fixed my hair whilst my other hand trying to reach my phone inside my bag. I was just on time before the ringing ends and I quickly pressed the green button.

“Gabriella Snow speaking, how may I help you stranger?” I said through my fast breathing, half walking and half running.

“Where are you? You only have 5 more minutes before monster Cindy will fire you.” Paige is shouting through the phone. Her voice was full of worry.

I cross the road and walked faster than I’ve ever have walked in my entire life. “I know, I know, I’m almost there, one more road to go before I reached the restaurant.”

“Okay. See you soon, bye.”

I turned off my phone and put it back inside my bag. I looked down on my watch and I relax a little, “Oh, thank god! I still have 4 minutes before I’m going to be late.”

Every day, my schedule is always busy and I always walked faster to be on time in my job. I worked in the New American Restaurant in New York for almost 2 months since I start my new life in this big city.

People didn’t mind if I walk like a freaking cheetah in the streets because I’m not the only one who’s trying to be on time to their job.

The traffic light’s changes and I quickly walked across the last street along with other people who wore business dresses. I almost reach the restaurant door when the heel of my shoe is broken.

“Oh for fuck sake,” I looked up to the restaurant and I lowered myself to fix my shoe.

I swiftly stood up and as soon as I took a step near at the parking lot, a black luxury-shiny car almost killed me to death.

My eyes widen and I couldn’t hide the horror of my voice. “What the fuck dude!” I shouted and kicked his fancy car. “Are you trying to kill me? You asshole,” I shoot daggers through the windshield of the car.

The driver’s door swung open and a god-looking guy walked out with his black sunnies that covered his eyes. He wore a black suit that looked him sexier like a celebrity model.

“Fuck! I am so sorry Miss. Are you okay? Do you need to go to the hospital?” He looked at me worried and I can’t tell that he’s actually worried because his eyes were still covered by his sunglasses.

 I stood up and brushed my plain skirt. When I looked up, he wasn’t there anymore. He started his engine and he started driving. I was shocked that he just left me behind and didn’t even ask my name.

My blood boiled and my pale face started to redden, “Asshole!” I shouted and people who passed by looked at with disgust. I shoot daggers towards them, “What are you looking at?” I growled to them and they looked away and walked past behind me.

I fixed my light blonde hair and looked at my broken shoe. A small white paper catches my attention and I picked it up and put it on my bag.

“You’re 2 minutes late and the customers are already here waiting for your service.” My high pitched boss voice welcomed me in the entrance door of the restaurant and started bitching me in front of thee customers.

I wanted to slap her face but decided not to. I really need this job right now.

I lowered my head, “I’m sorry Mrs Cindy. I was already outside the door when a guy almost killed me by his car.” I defended myself and the bitch just laughed with her high pitched evil voice.

“Do you think you can fool me with your excuses Miss Snow? You’ve faced the wrong person.” She said huskily and looked at me like I’m a murderer.

“Please… you need to listen to me! I’m telling the truth.” I begged, following her step to the staff room.

“No! You’ve already done enough. Too many excuses your ruining my business.” She looked back at me, “Hit the road Gabriella, and don’t you come back!” she dismissed her hand and a tear left my cheek.

“Please, Mrs Cindy. Give me another chance. I promise I will come earlier than befo-…” My pleading was cut off with her annoying voice.

“Get out of my restaurant Miss Snow, before I call the cops and drag you out of my restaurant.” She shouted and I jump a little.

I walked out of the restaurant, taking all of the hard gazes from the customers and my ex co-worker.

This was the hot asshole’s entire fault. I thought to myself.

 

Chapter Two

I walked back to my apartment and saw the Concierge of the apartment that I stayed in, standing straight in front of my door. Horror flashed to my heart-shaped face and I ran upstairs to talk to the owner.

“Miss Snow, I’ve been looking for you this morning.” Mr Harrison said, checking me up and down.

Pervert!

Mr Josh Harrison is the owner of the apartment where I stayed for almost 3 months. I always paid him in advance but this month, my money is too busy for my other expenses inside the apartment and for the food. He is 5’9 tall and a tanned skinny figure with brown big eyes. He has a pointy nose and full lips. To my taste, he isn’t one of the passing standards of men. Every time he will ask for my bill, he always asked me to have sex with him and I don’t have a problem for my bill anymore. But I wasn’t that cheap and especially I am NOT a whore.

I put up my best smile, revealing my sparkling pearl teeth, “Mr Harrison…” I started and he gave me a dangerous look. I quickly remembered that he hate it when I called him in a formal name, “I mean, Josh. How are you?”  Asked and he didn’t respond.

I cleared my throat and looked at him with my puppy eyes, “I don’t have money, yet but I promise that I’ll pay you tomorrow as soon as I found a new job.”

He looked surprised when I mentioned the ‘new job’. “What happened to the New American?” he asked.

I lowered my head trying to hide my embarrassment, “I got fired from my job because I’m late for just 2 minutes.” My voice was croaked and I almost cried in front of him.

Living without a job is just like your living in a hellhole jail with a bunch of criminal prisoners.

He stared at me with sad eyes and I almost fell in his act when he abruptly said, “Pack all your things and I want the apartment clean within 1 hour.” Just that and then he walked downstairs talking in his phone.

I sighed and I walked inside the room and started packing my things. I pulled my suitcases under the bed and didn’t bother to put all of my clothes inside my suitcase, clean and arrange.

I went to the bathroom and get all of my stuff and took a quick shower before I leave. It didn’t take me long to pack my things because I didn’t bought furniture inside my apartment and I only have clothes to pack.

As soon as I’ve done packing all of my things, I looked one more to my small old room and pulled my cases outside the door. Josh was waiting at me outside and held his hand up, opening his palm for the key of my room.

I hesitated first, but I surrender after a minute after realising that I have no choice but to suffer for the sake of my freedom.

“Have a nice day.” Josh said and closed the main door behind him.

I walked down the busy street carrying my heavy luggage. My stomach was growling asking to be fed. I pulled out for my wallet and saw that it was empty. My cards were empty as well because I used it yesterday for my other debts.

I’ve spotted the Central Park and walked to the bench to rest. The clock was ticking and the daylights were changing. My stomach is growling even more. Living in a big city with no job, no house or apartment to stay, no money, no food and no company makes me want to end my life.

Crying silently near at the lake while looking up the sky, and the silence