Destiny's Kiss

I woke up to the unfamiliar sound of knocking on my front door. I pushed myself up, and stumbled out of my messy bed. As I was walking to go see who it was pounding at my door, I tightened the messy bun of hair that sat atop my head and yawned a few times. My front door had a piece of oval glass in the middle of it, with gold accents intertwined throughout. The oval glass was fogged glass, so I couldn’t tell who it was that was standing on the old concrete slab outside my door. I could see a silhouette of a brown uniform, and came to the realization it was just a UPS delivery guy. “Just another day…” I mumbled to myself as I reached the door and opened it with a weary smile.

“Hello Ma’am. Are you by chance, Crystal Thorne?” He smiled down at me, and seemed to be enjoying his day so far.
“Yep, that’s me.” He handed me the large package, still smiling. I smiled back and waved him goodbye.
“Have a good day, Mrs. Thorne.”
“You too.” I shut the door behind me and sulked back to my room, carrying the large package with me.

When I reached my room I cut the tape that held the two cardboard flaps together. I slowly opened the flaps up, and peered down at the box of clothes.

“Ah, it’s the stuff I ordered online. Hell yeah!” My day seemed to be looking up, even though I’d been woken up a bit early-- 10:03 a.m. to be exact. I stripped off the black tank top I was wearing and pulled my black, lace bra on, hooking it in the back. I stretched my arms over my head, letting out a groan as I did so.

As I got dressed and ready for the day, thoughts of the encounter I had last night came flooding back into my mind like a title wave. I looked over at my cell phone, and figured it was time I stopped being so meek. I typed Ashley’s number into my phone and saved it as a contact.

“I’ll call him tomorrow, so I don’t seem too desperate,” I thought to myself.

I went about my day in the usual way. I ventured to Wal-Mart and Hastings—my essential errands. I returned to my house around 3:00 p.m., depressed. Most days I can manage to push the depression away, but some days it comes back with such a vengeance that it rips my whole world apart. I’ve battled a lot in my life, who hasn’t? Some days I just get dragged so far down that there’s no returning…

Notes

Short chapter, just a filler. Sorry :3 Hope you enjoyed! Good stuff is coming!