AND HERE COMES THE REGRET. SO ANY IDEAS, THOUGHTS, COMMENTS ETC?

I'M ACTUALLY REALLY EXCITED TO WRITE ABOUT HER DAYS IN THE COMMUNITY CENTER SO THERE MAY BE A SECOND CHAPTER UP IN A FEW HOURS.


I woke up with a huge hangover and a foggy idea of last night. I rolled over in my bed and became aware of two things, one I was sore and naked, and two, I was alone. I let out a huge sigh of relief, he'd finally gone home and I wouldn't have to do an awkward morning after hello and good bye. It'd be a more "Sorry I got drunk and screamed in the shower. Thanks for saving me. Bye!"

I grabbed a shirt off the floor and a pair of new undies and shuffled down to the hall. I was nauseous and my head was slightly throbbing from the aftermath. My back hurt a lot around the shoulders and I guessed it was from falling out of the shower, which made me pause.

More happened than that...oh my god I kissed him. A lot. I inhaled deeply and rested my fingers over my forehead as I took in deep breaths. Holy fuck, I didn't even stop at the kissing. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. I did it with Sam, AND HE TRIED TO STOP ME, AND I DID IT ANYWAYS. I was making deep breathing noises as I started to feel the guilt and freaking out kick in. Everyone would know, Leah would know. I AM A TERRIBLE FRIEND. WHY WOULD I DO THAT? I thought back a bit, he was hot, I was drunk, and things were so simple and easy with him. We just flowed well together...THIS WAS NO EXCUSE.

I was passing by my bathroom, with no fucking door. I turned and looked between the remains of my flimsy door on the floor and the wide freaking open bathroom with an open mouth.

"For fuck sakes." I muttered grumpily as I inspected my door frame. It was splintering but it'd hold if I put up a new door, as long as no one ripped it off the freaking hinges again. I stood back up and nudge it with my foot, deciding I'd get the measurements and go by the hardware store on my way back from the center. I was going to go job hunting and hoped for an opening there, if not I'd just slowly work my way back through the town. Sam had taken the week off so hopefully I wouldn't see him around.


I had been sipping coffee after taking a few painkillers and anti-motion sickness, staring out the kitchen window. It was quiet today. I sighed and looked at the clock, it read out 1:30 PM.

It was a Wednesday. Time to do something, I sighed as I washed out the cup in the sink and went upstairs to pull on a pair of pants. The shirt I had on was big and flannel, I didn't remember owning flannel but when I looked outside and saw it was mucky out, I decided it was now being worn. I grabbed a tape measure from the kitchen downstairs and measured the door frame, the painkillers kicked in and I wasn't nauseous so I was feelin' pretty good.

I hopped into my car, turned up the heating and the radio and pulled out.


"Well how much do you actually like kids, hun? Because we're understaffed and we'd love to take you but we need to know if you can actually deal with all of these kids." Pam, the receptionist was also apparently the hiring person. They really were understaffed. The pay wasn't all that great at 9.50$ an hour but I'd be working from 12 till 11 PM or 7 AM till 12 PM, they were long shifts and were set for when the kid's parents would get off their own shifts to come get them.

"Actually I'm alright with kids. I can take care of them, I used to babysit a lot." I said and shrugged, I didn't mind kids. She nodded quickly, smiling at me as she chewed her gum.

"Great! Well the most you'll be doing is watching them, help them with homework, play with them even. Its almost exactly like babysitting except there's going to be 10 or 20 of them at a time and all different ages." She stood up and motioned for me to follow her, she was walking fast with her heels clicking together on the tiled floor.

"This is the gym, over here is the arts and crafts, there's the computer room, here's the kitchen. Now kids below the age of 9 aren't allowed in here alone, you'll be paired up with someone else for the shifts so if someone says they're hungry, just take them in here and your partner will take over. Sometimes their parents send them in with packed lunches, other times we'll keep something on hand. You'll get assigned to a different room each day, its on this chart, so look at it before you start." She was speaking fast to and I was trying to keep up with what she said as she pointed to each room. She was taller than me, wearing a pink skirt and a sweater, she was cute in her outfit but damn was she quick.

"Is it okay if like I've made something and bring it in?" I asked motioning to the big fridge, Pam nodded. She was grinning now and looked glad I had asked.

"Yes! That reminds me actually, on the fridge door there's this pack. Now this packet is all the kids with allergies foods and medical, you ask their name and their age and look before you hand them the food. Their parent's have to pay a fee and sign the paperwork, it lets us know that they'll come back for their kids and what to do if there's an emergency. " She sounded glad I'd asked and now I was too. I'd have to be careful to like not poison someone's kid. She left the room quickly and I followed after her. She was friendly and kind but she was quick, I was not. She'd already made it back to her desk and was pulling out papers for me when I just got to the pick up room.

"Alright, now heres your own paper work dear. You can start when you'd like but bring in the papers completed on your first day." She sat back down after handing me everything and I looked through the papers, nodding.

"Is tomorrow around 12 alright for me to start?" I asked and looked up, she nodded enthusiastically. She was seriously glad for me apparently.

"Thats great! Our usual took the week so that'd be really great." She said and grinned up at me from her computer.

"Cool! I'll show up here around then, Have a good day!" I nodded and gave her a thumbs up as I turned to walk out.

"You too, dear!" She said merrily as she waved. I smiled back at her and walked out the door into the misty rain to my car.


I pulled into the parking lot behind the hardware store, it was still misty and I had written down the measurements on my hand because organization was for squares. I hopped out of the car and pulled up my hood as I walked into the store. It smelled like sawdust and oil, definitely a hardware store. It was small but they had their own lumber behind the shop.

"Good day, mam. Can I help you with anything or are you just looking?" I walked up to the counter as smiled at the older man working there, he smiled back and leaned on the counter.

"Yes, actually. I need a dark brown bathroom door and hinges, 38 x 82." I said and read off my hand, he gave me a weird look and I stared back at him. I wasn't really sure of what else to do.

"You know, Sam Uley actually just came in for a dark brown bathroom door with those measurements. You two married or something?" He sounded curious and I know he meant well but the thought of me being married to Sam made my eyes grow 4 times their regular size, the colour run from my face, and a serious head shaking was going on. I also guessed from his age that in his mind, we'd better be married if we were living together.

"Nope! Don't even live together. I hardly talk to the guy! Maybe we just have the same sized doors or something." I said quickly and let out a nervous laugh.

"Sorry then, Miss. Honest question and all that." He said softly, watching me. I made a dismissive hand motion and gave him a tight smile. Sam had better not been getting my door replaced.

"Well I'll put in the order for your door, you can stick around for a few hours or come back around four." He said as he lifted the counter and stepped out after finishing writing down my requirements. I looked over at the clock, it was only 2:30 PM. Some how I thought I'd been out longer, oh well.

"I'll go get some lunch and come back later then." I said with a kind smile, which he returned and nodded.

"Theres a great diner just down the street, if you're interested." He said and I nodded.

"Thank you, sir. I'll check it out." I responded respectfully and nodded my head, he did the same and went to the back. My mother had manners ingrained into my head from when I was a kid. It wasn't something I'd ever forget. I looked around at hinges first, trying to remember what mine looked like before I went off to the diner. I heard the doorbell ring as the door opened and hit it. I figured it was just another customer.

"Bill?" I heard Sam's voice yell into the little store as the door shut.

I jumped and immediately tried to shrink into the shelves, im sure my eyes were bugging out but he wasn't someone I wanted to see today. I did some baaaaadddd shit with him. Baaaad shit. I wasn't ready to own up to it just yet, and seeing him meant I'd have too.

He took a few steps in and I froze up as he stopped, I could hear him taking in deep breaths. He started to walk quickly towards the aisle I was on and I began to panic, trying to walk faster down the aisle. How'd he know I was here? Could he smell me? Oh shit, did I smell? I tried to inconspicuously sniff my arm, no I smelled fine.

"Kai?" He was at the beginning of my aisle and I tried to keep walking, like I wasn't Kai. The denial and avoidance was strong within me. I could hear him sigh from the other end and walk faster, I tried to walk faster.

"Nice shirt, Kai." He called out as he stopped halfway. I paused, this was his shirt wasn't it?

"Sam? I'm back here. Your doors done. Come on back, son." 'Bill' called out from the back, I still hadn't turned around. I could hear Bill as he walked out, shutting the door behind him, closing off the sounds of mechanical sawing.

"Sam?" He called out again, hesitantly.

"I'm over here, Bill." He yelled back, and Bill walked up to where I was.

"Oh, you're still here Miss. This is the Sam Uley I was talking about before. Hey Sam, wouldn't you know it? She has the same bathroom door as you and Allison." He said with a chuckle, I looked back over as Sam gave a small smile. His eyes were still on me, narrowed now.

"Oh? Thats great, Hi Sam." I turned back around from Sam's eyes to Bill, smiling at him then Sam. I was trying to act like I'd just met this guy and he hadn't actually broke my door in half.

"Hey, why don't you two go off to the diner, I don't think your doors ready yet actually. Plus I heard you're back on the market, Sammy boy and this one looks like a real doll." I could feel my eye twitching as I tried to squash a slow maniacal grin crossing my face, THIS GUY. He was seriously trying to set us up. Sam's face creased into a small smile as Bill elbowed him nodding towards me.

"She does look like a real doll, Bill. I'll see if she'll let me take her out to lunch." Sam said to Bill, smiling at me but talking like I wasn't there. I couldn't exactly say no now, could I? Bill was going on my list of people who meddle too much.

"Oh! As long as you're paying, Sammy boy." I gave them both a tight smile and used the fake high pitched laughter. Bill bought it immediately and slapped Sam on the back as congratulations, however Sam didn't buy it at all. He stared at me, inspecting my features while I thought of a million different ways to kill them both. I was so incredibly passive-aggressive right now, I had noo idea how Bill hadn't picked up on it yet.

"Alright! Have fun, you two!" After Bill grinned, he turned and went past me going back to his saw mill. After Bill left, Sam and I stared at each other, well...more like I tried to glare a hole into his forehead while he quirked a brow and stared at me.

"You comin' or what?" He turned and started to walk, calling back to me when I didn't immediately follow. I grumbled and started walking, shoving my hands into my pockets and glaring at the ground.