Chapter 2

I woke up to the darkness I wake up to every day. I kept my windows covered up so I ever knew what time of day it was, the only way to tell am from pm was to look at the clock. 11.15am.

"Early morning." I laughed at my self.

I showered and got dressed checked my door for deliveries happy when I saw a dozen boxes waiting for me.

I slowly dragged them in wanting to be out side as little as possible.

I opened the first box to a lovely array of fruit that made me smile, the best part about getting my food was the fruit and the chocolate, but fruit made me happy too.

After I put all the groceries away I sat at my computer ready for a hard days work. Yes work. I make a living fixing photos for people who are willing to pay me little did they know they could do it from home for next to nothing, well even nothing. I also write. Trying to get published is impossible when you cant leave your house. Still I'd rather be doing what I am then what I was.

I wasn't always this way. I used to live quite an interesting live, I used to work nine to five on wall street, I used to date I used to party I definitely loved shopping, but a series of events and wrong decisions and my life turned to hell.

When everything is available with a click of a button, it was easy to disappear off the face of the earth.

I suddenly heard a buzzing coming from next to my bed. Did I buy an animal while I was out last night?

I searched for the source of the buzzing. Finally I found it, it was my cell phone, something I hated something I never used, something that I had just received a text message on.

Had a great time last night, when can I see you again? Mike.

I paused for as I remembered giving him my number, I never thought he would contact me. I was so proud of my self, I didn't let any thing happen. I smiled.

What makes you think I want to see you again?

I texted back. Am I a bitch? You bet ya! It was seconds before I got a reply.

Because I'm awesome and you have a crush on me. Mike.

I laughed. I so did not have a crush on him, sure his cute but a little full of him self over confident? Definitely.

I do not have a crush on you, lol.

I thought about last night. He was extremely nice to me, he walked me back to Jimmy's when the night was over, offered me his jacket when I looked cold, even though I rejected it the thought was nice.

Ok maybe you don't, but I'm still awesome, so come on let's meet up. Mike.

Why was he even bothering?

I don't leave my house before dark.

I felt my stomach in my throat, that was more then I cared to let on.

Why? I can come there? Mike.

No he cant come here, no way in hell. I started pacing, why was I even texting him back I should be ignoring him. How could I get out of this?

Um, no, do you have MSN, Video call me?

I answered with my MSN details on the end. I sighed that was the best I could do. I like admiring men from a distance, to be honest I was extremely scared of becoming the old me again. I hated her.

I put my cell down and turned to my computer. I was already being video called. I let it connect and saw his face, it make me smile.

"See you do have a crush on me." He said proudly.

"I so do not." I argued back.

"You smiled as soon as you saw me," he laughed in amusement.

I stayed quite because it was true I did smile when I saw him.

"Why are you so sure of your self any ways." I asked.

"What do you mean?" he asked cocking an eyebrow.

I thought about it for a second looking to the roof for my answers, my mother always told me they where never there and were never going to be. I smiled.

"You're so sure of your self, like last night you just walked up to me, no hesitation, and your so sure that you live up to my standards that you are convinced I have a crush on you, I just wonder where all that self confidence comes from." I said politely.

He laughed not at me but at his self as if it was some kind of inside joke.

"Because I'm." he paused. "Awesome." He softly said.

"If you say so." I said.

"What you don't think so?" he said looking in to the computer.

"I'm undecided." I said doing my best at flirting.

"Well any way lets talk about you, I mean what did you fly to Australia?" he laughed.

"Excuse me?" I scoffed.

"It looks like it's midnight were ever you are." He pointed out.

I looked around my house, his right it did.

"It's easier to not exist in the dark." I smiled.

"You don't go out much do you?" he asked in a concerned tone.

"Not really, I go to Jimmy's palace most nights, but that's it really."

"Do you work?" He asked.

"Yeah from home." I said nervously.

"Shop?"

"From home." I said softly.

There were a few moments of silence, I sat there tapping my mouth avoiding the computer screen at all costs. This was awkward. It was so not going the way I wanted. Wait of cause it was.

"So don't you want to know any thing about me?" he asked.

"Sure, what ever." I smirked. "What are you doing in New York?" I asked

He thought about it for a second.

"I'm here with work, my work takes me all over the place." He said regretfully.

"What do you do?" I asked.

"It's not really that important." He said smiling.

He had perfectly white teeth his smile was goofy but lovable.

Then I caught my own reflection, blonde hair, beefy but not fat, white, overly white, almost grey. I had black circles around my broken blue eyes, my hair was just pulled back in a pony tail, I look like somebody who had just gotten out of hospital.

I shook my head.

"So do you travel a lot?" I asked.

"Yeah I do, it's fun though." He admitted, but his face told a different story, like he was missing something.

"I hate to travel, nothing beats standing still." I said.

What was wrong with me? I'm Bailey Seth. I just don't let people know things about me; the things I have said in the conversation gave so much of me away. maybe trusting the world wasn't where I was going wrong maybe I trusted my self to much, maybe I was to comfortable in my own skin.

I ran my hands through my hair.

"Why do you hate the world so much?" he asked.

"What does it matter?" I snapped.

"It doesn't really I guess."

I was about to tell him goodbye when I thought of a good way to get him to understand why the world and me never got along any more.

I looked up right in to the camera and smirked a little.

"It's not that I hate the world." I paused. "I don't trust it."

"Okay." He said one eye brow lifted and a freaked out look on his face.

"Go to the corner of 18th and Broadway, sit there for and hour and watch the people, then you might understand."

"Ok, what do I get if I do it?" he asked.

"You get to understand me a little better." Not that he needed to we only knew each other one day and there was no way any of this would even matter once he realised he wasn't going to get sex out of me, but still I continued. "And, I'll let you buy me dinner." I said logging off and leaving it at that.