Ring Ring, Ring Ring, I woke up to the sounds of my alarm ringing loudly. " yawn~", I didn't want to wake up, the feeling of lying on my bed while knowing I had better things to do was addicting.
I moved myself on to the left part of my body facing the alarm as it rang continuously. " Would it be so problematic if I just don't do anything today. aunty Marisa would understand right, how can I get up with such a comfortable bed". As I lay in bed considering whether my current employer would understand my circumstance, I felt as something was moving through my back, snaking through my clothes.
I reached my arm to my back trying to grab the annoyance, but before I could grab it, it climbed to the back of my neck and reached out from the back of my clothes. It made its way to infront of my face where I could see it.
" AAAh!!!", I jumped from my bed terrified, I ran to the other corner of the single bedroom apartment as I shouted out loud with fright. " A rat, a rat climbed on me", shivering with terror I wondered, "for how long was this little fuck in my apartment, did he attack me before while I was asleep". I grabbed the broom by my side and raised it, wielding it as my only form of attack against the vile monstrosity.
As I raised the broo~ hhm, mighty sword against the fearsome terror, I took a glance at the alarm by the side of my bed... "shit !!".
The alarm read 10 pm 26 October 2004
" I am already late, if I don't leave soon aunty Marisa would fire me". i stared at the rodent, then at the electric clock, then back at the rodent. waryly I retreated to the closet and with one arm opened it to bring with me the clothes I would wear while working.
" This is not defeat, but a temporary retreat vile creature of depravity". I talked to the rat standing on my bed, as it was looking at me as if I were a stupid imbecile.
quickly, I left the apartment my clothes and job necessities at hand. I locked the door and ran through the stairs while putting on my work clothes, I got on my bicycle and drove it to aunt Marisa's restaurant where she had been employing me for the past year.
Twenty minutes past by, and here I was, standing in front of the restaurant, cars bustling around as was normal in Detroit. As I entered the café through the employ's door, I felt something was seriously wrong, I took a look left,and then I looked to the right, but nothing was there.
Finally, when I gave up on my suspicion I saw a frying pan flying towards me, with god's grace I managed to avoid the frying pan before it slammed in to my face.
" You are late, Princeton !!", I heard a middle-aged woman shout from the other corner of the back kitchen. " You were supposed to be here at 9:45 pm yet here you are only arriving at 10:20 ", Marisa looked at me angry.
As I looked at my employer for the past year, I didn't take less than a single second to prostrate myself ". I apologize from the deepest part of my heart mis Marisa, I have gravely inconvenienced you". From the corner I could hear a young woman giggling and a man holding in his laughter, both of them were my coworkers Denis and Daniela.
Before I could glare at them, aunty Marisa talked, " stop graveling on the floor and get to work before you waste more time ". Getting up, I grabbed a broom and began swiping the floor.
As I passed by Denis I bumped shoulders with him intentionally. " pay back ", looking at him, he seemed annoyed. he replied, " Pettiness at its peak ", , I smiled in he's face, a thing that did nothing but get him annoyed.
Out of annoyance he kicked my leg, looking at him in the face I said, " are you sure you want to start this beef now", glaring down at him as menacingly as possible. " Why? are you scared? because I know for sure there isn't any way you thought big Denis will back down from a Beef," he said while glaring back at me. Seeing how determined he was, I did the smart move and backed the fuck off, this maniac clearly shouldnt be messed with.
" Hey Princeton, we have a delivery", i heard Daniela say from the other corner of the kitchen while holding a phone. " Ok i will be ready in a minute", i quickly went to the locker room and placed my helmet on my head.
I then proceeded to the counter and took the meal ment to be delivered, " safe journey" i heard Daniela shouting. As i walked out of the restaurant, i got on my bicycle and went to deliver the meal.
My first delivery of the day was to old man harry from the job site two streets down. They started working a few weeks ago and harry have been ordering from us after he and his family had a stop at our restaurant a month ago. Now he is a regular that i deliver to on a regular basis.
" Hey Princeton", old man harry waved at me,as i parked near him with my bicycle". " ordering so early in the morning, did your wife not cook you breakfast today too?". chuchling he responded, " correct as always, she got mad at me and now won't cook for me at all. Tho my daughter, god bless her, decided to cook for me instead. of course, considering she is still in grade school, her cookings arent exactly good, but seeing the smile on her face as she gives me her horribly cooked sweet potatoes fills me up alone", he laughed loudly.
" Your daughter sounds like a really sweet girl, you must be a really happy father", I replied. but regardless, have a great day sir, and don't forget to watch out for your health, i shouted to Henry as i drove back to the restaurant with my bicycle.
returning to the restaurant to take the next deliveries, I grabbed the piles of food on the counter and had a look on who it was for. Rebeca and her girls from the salon asked for pasta, rice, and Kimchi, while the teenagers from the high-school asked for two pizzas 9 inches (ca, 23 cm) each, and last pandora asked for Gravey topped with chicken
taking a second look at the last order i questioned, " since when is chicken a topping? must be a mistake by Daniela. First i went to the high schoolers, they were the closest ones to the restaurant.
I saw a group of five high schoolers getting off for recess, as i parked near them, i said, " what happened to the cafeteria that you will start ordering from outside? ", " Nothing happened with the cafeteria, that's why we are ordering from outside dummy. the concoctions made in that shithole should not be considered food".
i got off the bike and handed them the pizza. " are these really 9 inches ", one of the teenagers asked me, eyeing the food suspiciously. " Obviously they are, but if you aren't sure i can confirm for you, just let me weep out my dick they should be around the same size". The teen looked at me annoyed and stopped inquiring, then I left and went to my second target, the saloon.
I made it around the next street, parked my bicycle and entered Rebeca's saloon. " aunties! I brought you your food". " Ohh great", one of Rebeca's workers proclaimed while sitting on the coach and reading a magazine. " Finally! you took your time Princeton", another lady shouted in mock anger while handling a woman's hair"
" Reba!! Launch is here", a worker that walked out of the employ's room shouted inside. "Really, where is it, i am starving", a middle-aged Asian American came out of the door looking at me smiling from ear to ear.
" Princeton!! Good to see you", she rushed at me and hugged me. Unable to reciprocate the hug due to holding their meal, I smiled back and said, " good to see you too, mis ". As she was hugging me she was inspecting my long brown hair, " are you sure you don't want a session in the salon, hair like this going to waste, the gods will not forgive me if i let this happen".
Backing off a little, i replied, " i am afraid i can't, i am fine with it the way it is". " What a shame," Rebeca said, looking disappointed. " Either way Aunty, here is your food". "who are you calling an Aunty? i am in my prime, too young for such a title ". Smiling i handed over the food and replied, " sure, have a good day ma'am ". " i said i am too young for such titles!!! ", Rebeca shouted out loud.
Now to my next destination, the hospital where Pandora was being treated.
As i parked in the crevices of the hospital, i began to look around for my customer. Searching around the garden in the opening of the hospital grounds, i saw a 12 years old girl sitting on a bench while wearing hospital gowns.
" Pandora!!", i shouted while waving my arms around, as i did that i could notice Pandora looking my way. running to her direction, bicycle already locked in chains, i sat by her side placing the meal in-between us.
as i placed the food down i could see her eyes gleam with joy," finally, some real food", as she said that she reached her hands to the food, probably intending to eat it, before she remembered something and stopped herself.
" ahh first prayers, i forgot", looking at me, she clapped her hands preparing to pray. " Princeton are you going to pray with me," she asked innocently. looking at her, i couldn't help but feel a little disheveled, thinking for a little i said. " ok why not ".
clapping my hands in the prayer position too, i began to whisper prayers with Pandora. " thank you lord for the meals you have provided, for the joy you have inspired, and for your presence for which we will always be happy to bask in".
I stayed there talking with Pandora for a while before i had to return to work. " don't resent your mother too much, she loves you a lot ", getting as a response a eye pull and exposed tongue, i sigh in exhaustion.
thinking back to the prayer me and Pandora had, i chuckle a little," thankful we can bask in your presence ha", i held the cross chain at my neck tightly. running a few more deliveries, I go back to the restaurant for the last delivery yet unmade.
looking at the sun, i saw it was setting, it was about to become night. " hey Princeton", i heard Daniela shouting out for me. i went over to the counter to complete the last delivery of the day.
" this one is for the church nearby, they want just a single bowl of salad and bottled water. " as i heard the place i needed to go to, i felt a little reluctant." Hey Daniela, what do you want so you will go to the church instead of me?" getting a response quickly Daniela said, " not this time, the customer specificly wanted you and only you".
a little scared, i thought about not delivering the food. but accepting my fate i agreed, this is my job, whether i like it or not, i have to deliver to them their food. clutching my necklace, i went to the church to make their delivery
as i arrived in the church i waited outside, not wanting to enter it, but as time passed and no one went outside to pick the food up i reluctantly went in.
as i opened the gates of the church, i saw a single person wearing a priest's roabs praying by the alter, figuring he was the priest of the place i spoke up." i am here to deliver the food you have requested sir" , hearing nothing i spoke again. " sir i am quite in a hurry could you please make the payment and allow my return.
the priest got up and patted down his roabs," you are the delivery man? would you like to have a prayer with me at the alter young boy". looking at him i answered, "no i am an atheist",
getting more annoyed each time i had to stay here, i began to raise my voice. "would you please complete the purchase sir".
" as you wish", the old priest walked my way while raising a purse. sighing i began to calm down from my angered state, but suddenly, as i was calming myself down the old priest lunged at me, grabbing my necklace he raised it up.
" as i suspected", smiling from ear to ear he said, " you are an excomunicated member of the church arent you"...
i felt terror fill me up," what do you think you are doing", grabbing back my necklace i held it tightly.
" young sir that is not just any necklace, that is an officially sealed cross from the church, only given to members". showing the cross he has tied around his arm he said, " the fact you have one must mean you are a member, or used to be one".
looking at him angrly i replied, " this is just a necklace, it has no say on my association with the church ". looking at me with a calm face the old priest continued, " but you are an athiest, why would you insist on wearing an object that goes against your beliefs".
" i got this necklace from my dead parents, why wouldnt i cherish it". looking me in the eyes, he smiled softly, i knew he wasn't convinced. looking deeper in to his eyes i started to remember the priest of my old orphanage, quickly dismissing those toughts i shook my head and headed out of the church.
but as i was heading out i heard the old priest speak again," why hold on to the cross of christ even after being excomunicated", the old man looked genuanly intrigued. looking back i glared at the old priest and said nothing.
as i was grasping the gates the old priest spoke again, " atleast tell me why were you excomunicated ". looking back at him i finaly replied, " if i tell you, you will be in the same state as me". looking at him i continued, " you are full of faith and divotion to god right now, but all of it will be gone if i share my little secret"...
walking out of the gates i assumed i left the old priest proplexed.
i smiled, a little enviouse. " he probably had no clue, no idea that he was wasting his life, serving a god that is far to Dead to apreciate his divotion"...
after returning back to the restaurant we closed the place and left home, night long since consuming the skies i biked to my small apartment. while cycling back home and thinking about my meeting with the old priest, i passed by the abandoned Cooley High School, looking at it, something felt off.
stopping my cycling i took a good look at the abandoned school again, glaring at the school like it owed me money i still didnt see a thing. turning around and returning to my cycling, I chalked up the event to baseless suspicion. but then i heard a large explosion go off in the schools direction.
whiping my head back i saw a figure jump out of the exploded part of the school. it was a young teen wearing a tailored suit and pants with a pocket watch dangling from its side. On his face he had a monocle decorated by the falling white hair covering most of his eyes.
On his left arm he had a black glove that I could have sworn had teethes, in comparison he's right arm glove looked ordinary as it was holding a gun aimed at the exploded side of the school.
a few moments later a thousand handed blob of flesh, faces, and skin crawled its discusting way out of the school