Life is shit. You know why?
BECAUSE I AM JOBLESS!
I got fired from the coffee shop I used to work, today. Because this freaking woman complained about my appearance. Yes! MY APPEARANCE. I really don't know why people take my appearance so badly. I wear decent clothes. Hoodies and denims. My denims aren't even ripped.
By the way, Hi! I'm Hazel Adair. I'm 19 years old. I'm single. I'm still in college. My life is messed up, more like fucked up. My parents, especially my mum. She is very abusive towards me. I have a twin sister. She too is abusive. I hate them.
My twin sister is a total slutty type. She would hook up with a guy, next day you would see her with another guy. Total slut. I know, right? Her clothing sense is also like her, SLUTTY. Shorts and high heels. She literally lost her V card to a guy in a club she works. She is in college too. She would look like a whole damn cake in all the make up she does when she comes to college. Tsk!
My so-called mum is abusive and would often ask for money to me. If I refuse to give any she would slap me across my face and would tell dad and he would beat me up. Then leave me alone. I would limp back to my tiny ass apartment and clean up.
Today, it was just too much. I got a slight cut on my collarbone because my dad used his belt. Damn, it was fucking painful. I went back to my apartment and took a shower. I slipped into something comfy.
I took the first aid box from my attached bathroom, and took out a little cotton and some antiseptic liquid. I soak the cotton in the liquid and carefully dab it on my collarbone, where the cut was. It seriously felt like daggers were pierced through my pale skin. I was groaning and hissing because the stinging feeling. I really wish I died...
Anyway, I need to search up for a work. I take my phone and unplug it from the charger. I scroll through some job sites but, fuck! I couldn't find a suitable job for me. I got frustrated and again plugged my phone to the charger. I plopped on my soft 'husband' [I meant bed] and fell asleep. It was Sunday tomorrow. It doesn't really matter if I wake up late. I drifted to my dreamland quite quickly...
***
"So fucking annoying ugh!!!" Hazel groans as she throws her alarm clock across the room. Okay, serious talk, she needs to buy a new one. This is the 13th alarm clock she broke in the last 3 months. This literally proves, she is not a morning person. Better stay away...
She lazily rolls on her so-called 'husband' [I meant her bed] and drag herself to her bathroom. She takes a quick shower and slips on a beige coloured hoodie with black jeans. She ties her dark brown hair into a high ponytail. She wears her favourite converse and takes her phone. She applies a little bit of lip tint. She locks her main door and walks to a cafe. She's a regular there.
"Hey Hazel nut! How are you doing?" the barista named Jeffrey in short Jeff asks her as he prepares her regular coffee.
"Guess what? Yesterday, I got fired from the coffee shop I used to work..." she says following a sigh.
"You searching for a new job now?" he again asks while handing her coffee.
"Yeah. My demon mom will kill me for sure if I don't search for a proper job. You know how is she." She says taking a sip of her warm coffee. The barista leans over the counter and sighs heavily.
"My sister is literally forcing me to give her my apartment and I don't want to."
"Then don't what's the big deal?" She says taking another sip, taking in the amazing taste.
"I wish it was that easy." he says as he gets a towel to clean up the counter.
"You're really broken. Get a life sweetie. By the way, how's your boyfriend?" She says with a small smirk on her face and he blushes hard. She pokes his cheeks and he slaps her hand away with small 'stop it'. She laughed at him.
"You really love him don't you?" She says with soft smile on her face, warmness evident in her honey like voice. He nodded and blushed again. She pinched his rosy pink cheeks, he chuckles cutely completely flustered as they were talking about his boyfriend.
"I'll go now. I'll see you tomorrow!" She says as she starts to walk towards the exit of the cafe. He waves at her and she waves back at him. Jeff is really a sweet heart to Hazel. Jeff was a fuck boy. He used to sleep with both men and women. When he met Hazel, he kinda changed, but still used to sleep with people. But one day, Hazel hooked him up with a guy who changed him completely. From a fuck boy to a normal barista. He also became a good friend of Hazel. They actually know each other for a year now.
***
As Hazel Adair was walking in a park, she could see a poster on the poster board near the bench where people sit and enjoy the nature around them. The poster was colourful and it said that, "Babysitter needed for a 3 year old boy. If you are interested, please contact (a random phone number) for an interview."
'Babysitting? I wanted to try something new. This might be my chance.' she thought before she noted the phone number in her broken ass phone.
She was walking while seeing her phone and bumped into a guy who was in a...suit? 'Who comes at the park in a suit? Weird.' She thought before looking up at the person she bumped into. And damn he is fucking handsome. she was starstruck at his looks. On the other hand Mr. Mark Anderson was already pissed and tensed because of his work load. He came to this park for a walk but bumped into this beautiful hazel eyed girl.
"Watch where you're going." he says calmly but had stern tone in his bold voice. Feeling guilty immediately as soon as he saw Hazel's angelic face.
"I'm sorry. I should've seen you coming towards my direction. I really didn't mean to bump into you. My apologies." she says as she looks down trying not make eye contact with him, completely flustered after him snapping her out from her starstrucked thoughts. She could hear him hum as an answer to my apologies. She gathers all her courage and looked up at him and examined him for a second. After that, she snapped herself out of her thoughts. She excused her-flustered-self and walked away. 'He was so handsome!' She thought as her cheeks heated up at the thought.
His eyes were greenish blue. His jawline was just perfect and so sharp, it felt like it can cut through things like a snap. His nose was small and cute. His eyebrows were just perfect. His lips were pink, plump and they looked so luscious. His shirt had two buttons undone which revealed his collarbone. It was... she didn't know. They looked just perfect to her. His figure was perfect too. He was hella tall. He had broad shoulders. His hair was silverish-blond which was shining in the sun. He was ETHEREAL! Like FUCKING ETHEREAL!!!
'I really wish to meet him again...' she thought as she walked where legs took her.