Permission To Shine
Part 1
Her eyes sparkled like a watery domain, and as the wind blasted angerly across her face, a single tear fell and landed on her lips. She tasted the salt, bite her lip and closed her sore eyes. The air was frightfully cold and she breathed out a translucent sheet of white smoke, and tucked her raw hands inside her coat pockets. She continued to walk, almost breaking into a run, but she couldnt see much infront as her hair kept slapping her against her face. The force of the wind was annoying, and she reached out her hand to swipe the loose stands of hair and then huffed as another strong breeze blew it right back onto her face. Lightly shivering she hunched her shoulders in towards her body and re-attached her hands to the lining of her pockets. She sniffed, trying to stop her nose from running, and blinked continually, demanding that her eyes should stay dry.
It then began to rain,lightly spitting at first and May sped up even faster, feeling the intense coldness getting stronger and heavyer. She felt the shock of tiny droplets land on her head, and she made a slight moan when the chilly water dribbled down on to her face. Feeling like things could not get any worse, she left her hands warm inside, and surrendered to the harsh weather.
She turned around a corner whilse looking down at her feet, trying to shield her face, and then reconised the building that stood before her. May then looked up, took a deep breathe, and knocked on the door. As she waited for an answer she looked around trying to familarise herself, with somewhere she hadnt been in a long time. Everything looked dark and grey, there wasnt a single shed of colour anywhere to be seen. Shivers spred down her body, and she began to feel a little nervous.She could sense that someone was watching her, and she darted her eyes around the following buildings but she couldnt see anyone.This reminded her of her first time here, when she was younger and alone and just after the virus. She hurriedly knocked again, the coldness was getting to hard to bear, and then a voice spoke from beyond the door. "Whats your business here? Not a place for a lady like you" May was relieved when she reconised the voice."Its May, you still remember me dont you?" The man went silent for a second before answering, "No its not, now go away!" She banged her fists in anger agaisnt metal door, causing a shooting pain through her hands, "I'm not going until you let me in!, its May, let me in and you'll see" There was silence, and May crouched into a heap on the floor, nursing her hands together. The rain began to pour heavy, and she felt her clothes begining to stick to her wet skin, and as the wild rain furiously hit her head, her mind dissapeared into obscurity. A few seconds later, without May knowing, the door opened and she fell backwards, landing on her back. She squinted her watering eyes and a faced blurred in and out, and slowly it became more reconisable. She smiled, and the man's face above her smiled too. "So, it is you" May nodded, still lying on her back. "You just look so different, not the way i remember you" he laughed, and reached out a hand. May took his hand and pulled herself up, and as she pressed down her wet clothes, the dark haired man slammed the door shut. Instantly she felt warmer, but there was still a slight chill in the air. The man, who was about the same age as May or maybe a little bit older, stood staring at her. When she noticed, she found it quite creepy, and replaced her hands inside her pocket. He stared at her face, it was red and wet from the harsh weather, and her make-up had almost dissapeared. A few dribbled lines of mascara lay under her red eyes, and a few blotches of foundation was still attached to her cheeks. Then he looked down to her clothing, it was girly and bright and not the way he remembered her. "Havent seen you here in a long time May, what do you want now?" he said focusing on her rat-tailed dark brown hair, just noticing a hint of a red streak.
May followed him into a large room, and it was just the same as she remembered. Through the grey dark smoke, she could just make out 6 other people. Most of them sat around chatting and giggling, but there was one man who laid passed out on a broken sofa. As she followed him, the smoke and smell was repulsive, she coughed and almost wanted to throw up. The smoke stung her eyes and she blinked hard to stop the pain. She watched her feet walking through the untidy room, stepping over food packets and ciggerette butts, and she noticed the sleeping man was dribbling. The man stopped at a table, and stood up in front of her. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small see-through package, he opened it and laid its contents on the table. May watched closely as he rolled the green-brown dried mixture between his fingers, and then he held up the home-made ciggerette to his mouth, and gestured to May.Her eyes focused on the blue lighter, and carefull she picked it up and lit the end of his ciggerette. May watched the end spark up as he breathed in, and then he puffed out right into her face.The smoke caught her eye, and she grimaced with pain, and tightly shut her eyes pressing them harder and harder to release the sting. "So tell me what i can do for you" May was afraid to talk but she had already made her decision the night before, so she just gently nodded. "Do you want your job back? so something else?" "No, i dont want my old job back" she replied, "Its definatly something else"