The Hood

Andrew

I’d initial forgotten why I’d gotten into the fight in the first place till someone hugged me. I had thought it was one of those nauseating females in the bar, but when her scent whiffed into my nose, I remembered I had heard and saw someone I hadn’t seen in a long time.

After a while of hugging the life out of me, she loosened her hold, allowing me to turn and face her.

Her eyes were brimming with tears and her lips quivering, as she looked at me with the same yearning I saw more than 8 months ago.

The first thing that entered my head was why? Why was she craving for a disaster like me? I wasn’t worthy of her love. I’ve hurt everyone around me with my reckless behavior and actions. Why was she pining after me?

“What are you doing here..”

“Why are you working here…”

We had begun at once, but I signaled with a wave of my hand for her to continue.

“Nothing really. I needed the extra cash for stuff,” she said, looking bashfully at the floor.

“Pam, have you been doing this?