Chapter Two: Rebirth
I shivered slightly at the feeling of the cold wind touching my skin. I rolled up my window and tried putting my coat a little more over my shoulders. I had noticed that there was a great amount of fog out tonight. The street lights shoned down an eerie tone, brightening up the dark, filthy streets. Some of them kept flickering.
On and off.
On. On. Off.
On. Long drawl. Off.
The city was so broken and incomplete. There was just no pride left in it. It was pathetic. I felt just embarassed to be a part of it. It made me pity the othes in it. Every building, damaged somehow. The roads were trashed and cluttered because no one respected their home anymore. This place was a wasteland. I felt worried for the children. They can't play in the saftey of their own city without getting hurt. NMo beautiful scenery, no nature. Just concrete, glass, needles, poison, disease and other harmful litter.
I thought about this place a lot... I guess it's just because I want the same thing as everyone else. Hope for a brighter day. For something to promise me that it's all going to be okay. I miss that. I've been here for some time now. I forgot what hope was supposed to look, feel, or even sound like...
Or... may be not. Because I remember something that was similar to some hope to happiness... Or someone... I didn't exactly know what to think of him at first. He looked like another low-life loser. But he had a little boy with him, his son, so I changed my thoughts completely. Especially since he looked so happy. And no, it wasn't that creepy, fake happy. It was actual happiness. It was the same for his son. It just seemed like every little bad thing around them didn't matter.
Flashback -- Two Weeks Ago --
The front door of Clique jingled as it was opened. I looked over and saw two figures as I placed a plate down onto one of the customer's table. It was a rough-looking and grimy man with a boy. You wouldn't see a man like that in a place around here.
He looked down at his son. I saw him say something to him. But I couldn't make it out quite well. But I just guessed that if he asked him if he was hungry.
As I was finished serving my current customer, I moved behind the counter and grabbed a few menus. Then I walked over to the man and his son.
"Hello, welcome to the Clique. Is there anything we can get'chya today?" I greeted them.
"Ah yes please, can I have a hamburger and fries for me?" the father requested. He looked at his son. "And ah, what do you want Danny?"
"Chicken nuggets!" he said, excitedly. I couldn't help but giggle. He was the cutest thing I had ever seen.
"Okay, a hamburger and chicken nuggests, please." the man smiled.
"Coming right up." I smiled back.
Days passed on and I got to know this man and his son. He came back more often and I enjoyed it.
"What's your name?" I asked him.
"Ashe Corvin." he answered me.
"And your son?"
"Danny." he told me.
"Oh." I said. "He's just the cutest thing ever."
"I know, I love him." he smiled, looking over at him. He was coloring on one of the children's sheets with different colored crayons.
"Mom's not around?" I asked. I was afraid to, because it might have been a touchy subject.
He shook his head. "Nope, she was a drug addict."
"Oh..." I said, sadly. "And it's just you and him?"
"Yes. But we're pretty happy that way." he smiled.
I did too. "That's good. Well, if you ever need someone to help you out with him. Or just whatever in general, I'm always here to help."
I put a hand on his, in support and care.
"Thanks." he said, sweetly.
End Flashback
Though lately, neither of them showed up. I figured they moved, or something. But I hoped they were happy.
As I drove passed the peers, and as I did, I saw something.
It was a lady. She was standing on one of the peers watching something.
It was a man. He was crawlling forward, drenched in water. He seemed like he was in trouble, because he just collapsed right in front of her.
I got worried, so I pulled over to the curb to help.
"Hey!" I shouted over to the girl. "You need any help?"