Never Walk Alone

Here goes a new ring of Hell. I'm finally in my own place, on my own in this world. I had spent much of the last week settling in at my new apartment. My mom, the infamous Janine Hathaway, wasn't an easy person to get along with. But, as much as my mother aggravated me, she was not the only reason fo rmy leaving. My dad, Ibrahim Mazur, knows this and why. He understood me when I said I needed to be free. So he got me a decent 3 bedroom, 2 bathroom apartment. I, of course, had the master bedroom with a mini kitchenette and my own bathroom. I didn't have any furniture in my room yet because I planned to paint it a different color than the horrible beige. My dad had already had the carpet changed to a plushy fleece black. With the windows and door covered, I set to painting the room. It would be a solid black layer. After that dried, I would go in and do my smaller details in neon colors.

I had, after 2 hours, finished my black layer. While it dried, I changed and left for the local track, locking my door behind me.

After 2 hours of running around a track, I got something to drink. I went to the Fruitie King Bar down the road.

"Next!" A voice shouted."Can I get a large banana mango smoothie to go with a layer of whip on top please?" I asked as I counted out the $3.50 for my normal order.

"Coming right up. Here's your receipt." My cashier said. "Your order number is 620."

I went and sat at a table and got on my phone.

"620, your order is ready! 620!" buzzed over the speaker system.

I walked up to the pick up window and go tm y smoothie. As I grabbed for it, my hand touched another. I felt a sizzling tingle run up my arm. I gasped, dropping the smoothie, and looked up into some of the most beautiful chocolate coffee colored brown eyes.

For the first time in 10 years, I felt a genuine smile morph my facial features. I hadn't smiled like this since the day I met Lissa.

"My name's Dimitri. If you have any comments, questions, concerns, etc., please feel free to contact us." He spoke to me with a faint accent. I recognized it as Russian from my summer travels with my father.

"How about we clean the bar? Cause it's covered in smoothie." I giggled at Dimitri, looking away.

"Oh. That would be a good idea." He sounded nervous as he spoke to me.

"So when do you get off?" I asked."Here in about 30 minutes. You wanna hang out afterwards?" He asked.

"I'd like that."

I smiled as I walked away, forgetting about getting another smoothie. I sat and spoke on the phone with my dad until I felt a tap at my shoulder. I turned around to see Dimitri.

"Hey dad. I gotta go."

"Alright Princess. I love you. Be safe!"

"I will. I love you too Daddy."

I disconnected the call and looked at Dimitri.

"Please, have a seat." I said as I gestured to the chair across the table from mine and giggled. He sat and looked at me with a smile and shining eyes.

"Sorry about the smoothie. I brought you another. Hope this makes up for the one that ended up on the counter. Oh, and don't worry, it's free of charge. It's on me."

I accepted the smoothie. After the smoothie hit my tongue, flavor exploded everywhere and my taste buds were set alight with joy and pleasure. I couldn't get enough of the smoothie.

"Oh wow! This is really good. It's probably the best I've ever had." I told Dimitri, with a huge smile and shining eyes.

"Thanks. I just felt a little guilty for dropping your other one."

"Don't worry. I haven't seen you around here before…. Are you new to the area?" I asked him, blushing wildly. I had no clue why I was acting like this.

"Yeah. I'm gonna be a senior at South High come the fall. My mom got me my own place."

"That's cool! My dad got me my own place too. I'll be a senior at South High to! Maybe we'll share some classes."

Dimitri and I sat and talked for hours, until the sun began to set and darkness began to rise and consume the scenery around us.

"Well, I should probably be going… I have to work again in the morning and I can't afford to be late." He said.

"Okay. I'll be seeing you around?"

"Yeah. Later Roza!"

"Bye Comrade!"

He walked away to a new black Dodge Charger. What a sexy car for a sexy person! At that moment, I felt my phone buzz, signaling a text. I had given my number to Dimitri, but the text was from Lissa.

Lissa: Hey girlie! How are things going at your OWN place?

I typed up a quick reply.

Rose: Hey! Things are great but quiet. If all goes well, I will be able to go get my last few boxes soon. I met a really cute guy today!Lissa: Details now!

I went through my memory to get every detail as I texted Lissa with a smile on my face.

Rose: 6'7", brown hairs, chocolate coffee brown eyes (TDF!), luscious rosey lips and I plan to make muscles mine! His name is Dimitri and he's new to town. He moved here from Russia and is working at the Fruitie King Bar.

Lissa: Lol! Go for it! Maybe you can finally be happy like Christian and I.

Rose: Whatever floats your boat Liss.

After our brief conversation, I put my phone back in my pocket. I continued my walk home when out of nowhere, I was attacked.