I lay face up on my bed staring aimlessly at the ceiling in my dark motel room. Every tick of the clock, every drop of water from the tap in the bathroom seemed to go by so slowly. Wondering what time it was, I thought about rolling my head to the side to check the clock, but realized I didn't care anymore. (Time can go by and it still won't change the mess I'm in.) The mess he put me in. Feeling my eyelids getting heavier, I took a guess that it was pretty late, and that I should get some rest. I needed the rest; I was going to go around town looking for work. Money was something I desperately needed since I used the last bit of it on lunch a few days ago. Cleaning up for the motel manager for a free room wasn't going to bring in such a valuable thing as I'd hoped.
"Haha, I can't believe I thought of him again," I sighed helplessly. Even if he was in jail now, he still managed to sneak up in my thoughts every now and then. It's nice when I remember the good times – if there was in fact any at all – but not nice when the memories of seeing my father dead, getting arrested and tortured come forth.
And yes, Michael was only trying to protect his innocent brother, but letting people like T-Bag escape with him just ticked me off. Especially since I left the door open.
"I hope they didn't go too hard on him.." I whispered into the darkness and bit my lip. It's hard enough when he lost his brother in such a way, but even worse when they pin you for all the crimes you've committed. Almost like kicking you when you're down. Even if something were to happen, I won't know, because I try not to go by the T.V store anymore, since every time I go by there something awful happens. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to just quickly stroll by there, incase something has happened…
"No! I promised myself that I wouldn't make life even more hard and stressful than it already is!"
Besides, if I were to go by there if there were a help wanted sign, then I wouldn't really be doing much harm, would I? What if I get hired there?
Rubbing my face with a hand I chose to tackle this tomorrow morning. I don't need such thoughts in my head before I go to sleep, I'll just have another dream about him, and I'll be all happy, like nothing ever happened. Last thing I need right now is to fall back in love with him after all he put me through.