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The worst is over now and we can breathe again.
I wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away.
There's so much left to learn, and no one left to fight.
_______ I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away.
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xxxxxThere was no place like home.
Sophia had not realized how much she truly missed home. It had been six years since the twenty-three year old had stepped foot down the main street in Westden. Besides a few new businesses and improvements here and there, not much had changed. She was both relieved and thankful to come back to a warm and familiar place. If only the reason for her returning was more on the good side.
The air was light and breezy, a coastal chilly wind blew by every once in a while. It whipped her hair around as it pleased; making Sophia's walk down the familiar streets a little difficult. She glanced back at her car that was parked a block down the street. With a couple more blocks to go, she was beginning to think that maybe she should have parked a little closer. Arriving at the street corner, her hands slipped into the pockets of her leather jacket and waited for the cars to stop so the pedestrians could walk across the street. Her eyes watched as the scene changed across the street. The block was littered with bars and night clubs of different kinds; which meant that the street was littered with equally different kinds of people either looking for a good time or looking to get lost for a while.
The returning brunette was looking for a temporary job.
The decision to pack up her things and leave the town of Manchester was sudden one. The sudden decision to leave her restrictive, overprotected, and irrational thinking boyfriend of three years without telling him almost made her decision quite bold. If it weren't for her dear brother having his issues in Westden, she would have never found the guts to finally leave the a**. 'He won't miss me anyway.' Her reason for coming back home wasn't to get away from the life she had created. Her reason for coming back home was to try and help her brother from falling off the side of the Earth as they older brother had. If her parents weren't going to do their job, then she would try and do whatever she could to help him.
But Sophia needed a job because she only had so much money that would only last for so long. And the best place to get a quick job with some quick money was to try her luck at some bar. What the hell? Why not give it a try? Sophia had a seemingly newfound freedom and she knew she was a pretty girl. Who wouldn't give her a job?
Well, turns out a good few places weren't looking for her particular pretty face.
It seemed like the moment her feet stepped onto the new block, the atmosphere had completely changed. The smell in the air reeked sex, drugs, alcohol. The bass from the buildings pumped through her your body for a second as you passed by an open door that led into a dark bar or club. Running a hand through her hair, she stepped into The Scorpion after a few people and immediately scanned the large room that was filled with a lot more people than she had originally thought. The music playing and the people mingling were the least of her worries as she tried to look for someone who seemed to work the place. It was hard to tell. Deciding that the one person she know who worked at the venue for sure was the man behind the bar, that is exactly where she headed.
The man did not look the least bit interested in hearing from Sophia. She tried to butter him up the best she could, but he was not having it. "What the ******** do I have to do to get a damn job around here? I'm not some random from out of town. I live here." Her eyes glared at the man who popped a bottle cap off of a beer and handed it to a man next to Sophia. "Look. I told you that the guy who runs this place isn't here tonight. I don't own this place. I'm not gonna hire some chick from off the street. Risk my job? You're not that pretty." The man amused himself, chuckling loudly as he grabbed some money from the counter.
Sophia inhaled deeply and held it for a long moment as she glared at the bartender. She sighed deeply and bit her tongue as she turned her back to the bar. The good part was that she didn't get denied by the owner and that she still had a chance if she came back tomorrow. The bad part? She would have to put up with that loser if given the job.
"I can't win; I just can't." Sophia turned around and reluctantly bought a beer from the loser bartender before moving down to the end of the bar that was less busy. She curiously watched a small band set themselves up on the stage as she slipped her leather jacket off. Suddenly she missed the cool breeze from outside; the venue felt so stuffy, hot. The moment the bottle hit her lips, the band began playing and their sound caught her off-guard. She swallowed the liquid slowly, eyes becoming glued on the scene. Sophia had caught a few shows that featured some rather eccentric performances and this had to top it. Her ears enjoyed the sound; while her eyes were completely fixed.
Sipping the bottle slowly, her lips pulled up into a small smile. Once the performance was over, she simply blinked a few times and that was it. No longer was she transfixed on the stage. What she had just seen was different, but most definitely put her in a different mood for some reason. The alcohol clearly would not have worked that fast. She finished it before the set was over, unbeknownst to her. She left her seat to go and get one more beer before calling it a night and when she returned, she was surprised to see the frontman sitting by her stool at the bar. Sophia took a sip from her last beer and then took a seat, pulling her jacket towards her.
"Good job up there." Her English accent genuinely sang. "At least I won't go home completely disappointed." Sophia turned in her stool and leaned against the counter to keep a look at those chatting and drinking it up; the night wasn't even half over. Her eyes glanced towards the guy at the bar, wondering if he had heard her compliment. She hoped he had taken her words as a compliment.
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Sophi a K. Turner