"It's not a second chance when you have had a million of them. I want my rent and if I don't have it by the end of the week I will turn you in." he started to close the door but then decided to open it again. He smiled. "By the way, I'm sorry about this morning. It must have been bad." The smile quickly turned into a frown. "I can make the money but I'll need more time then just a week. I promise you I will get you your money. Whatever it takes." I looked at him begging and pleading. "Alright and again I'm sorry I feel like it my fault. You should have been here. But then again if you just payed my rent you wouldn t have had to stay out there." I shock my head in agreement. He turned back to his nasty self again. He then shut the door and I walked up to my apartment. I opened the door and plopped down on my bed. I was so tired. I let the images of the man flow threw my mind. If I ever saw him again I don't wanna know what would happen. I sigh and pulled off my shoes. I slid under my sheets not caring I was still in my dress cloths from the previous day. The second my head hit the pillow, I was out.