InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Pages of My Life ❯ Vintage ( Chapter 7 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

A/N: Another short chappy but I had idea's running amuck I wanted to get down and was happy where this ended. Now onto my personal favorite part about my notes!

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I was quiet on the ride back to my car with Miroku and oddly, so was he. I watched neighborhoods and streets fly past me that I had never seen and didn't know. I wondered if I would have the time to get to know them....or would they always remain a mystery as so many others had. I had been so many places lived in so many cities and all I could think of was everything I hadn't had. How many best friends and lovers had I never met because of my lifestyle? Questions that plagued me with every new city.

“So did you get a chance to talk to her? Did she wake up?” Miroku's voice shook me from my thoughts.

“Oh um no...She didn't. But that's ok.”

“Must have been a real pretty girl for you to wait all day for her to wake up, and its still ok she didn't.”

“It's not like that.” I would have bitten his head off for the comment about Kagome but I was too exhausted to fight. “Thanks again for your help today, can't say this sort of thing has every happened to me before.”

“Don't worry about it, really. Could have happened to any of us I guess heh...Having a pretty girl run into you on your first day...I've had worse.” He chuckled behind his large aviator sunglasses; trees were flying past in them they were so shinny.

The rest of the trip we stayed in silence except for me thanking him again for the ride before I got out. My car sat alone in the small lot which I examined quietly. It was very still; my eyes lingered on the steps Kagome had fallen against.

I unlocked my door sliding into the seat and unrolled my window. Finding my way to Orange Ave., following it to the downtown district I lived on the edge of. My apartments we're `vintage' aka old and pretty shitty, but cheap. They were also considered artistic and original nowadays because they were so retro but the paint color was practically pink. I lived right behind an old record store on the indie-ish pretentious side of town. The street was lined with cafes (all of which had hummus), strange thrift stores, over priced hair salons, and antique everything. The strangest mix of people walked up and down the avenue, and there was constant traffic no matter what time or day. It was fun and somewhat annoying. There was however an amazing bagel shop just around the corner.

Parking in the side lot I locked the doors then trudged up the creaking stairs. The building was set up like a condominium with only four apartments which shared the center set of stairs and the balcony and porch that lined the front of the building. A couple of people looked through the open balcony doors hearing me come in, they were smoking. I would have killed for a cigarette, but had quit about six months ago.

I opened the door and tossed my keys on the floor, kicking the door closed again. The few things I owned still either boxed in various corners of the room and spilling out onto the floor in piles I weaved through to get to the bedroom. Heading for my bed I shed bits pieces of clothing throwing them as I walked until I jumped face first onto the mattress. I laid like that for awhile, debating if I should bother covering myself up. I didn't.

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I pinched the bridge of my nose in annoyance. I hadn't slept well since Inuyasha left, even at night the constant noise and foreign feel of the room kept me awake. The nurses came in every hour to check my vitals and even though I knew they were only doing their jobs, it was so tiring.

The doctor was pleased with my recovery and said I would be released this afternoon, along with a string of prescriptions and warnings. I couldn't go back to work or school for another week, and I was instructed to stay off my feet and drink plenty of water. Most would relinquish in the absence of work and classes but I was chewing my lip over it. That left me with nothing to fill up the empty hours of the day. Not to mention I would actually have to be in the apartment and possibly around my roommates. It was enough to motivate me to STAY in the hospital. I didn't even know people in my class who could catch me up so I would have to go through the teachers, what a hassle.

`God I wish this had never'-I didn't finish it, because I knew it wasn't true. “Pull yourself together girl, you're thankful for a concussion? What is my life coming to...that can't be a good sign.” I sighed to myself looking upwards; I don't what I was looking for. I also didn't notice when someone stepped into my room right away.

I sighed dropping my chin back down then noticed someone was standing in my doorway. I looked up and gasped my eyes widening instantly.

“What....what are you doing here....I told you I never wanted to see you again!”

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A/N: Ooooh don't you love a cliffy! I do...and I think I smell a twist coming on...oh la la. As always Reviews make me so happy! And inspire me to write instead of sleep apparently, but that's good for you guys heh. Thanks for reading!

Oh and I keep forgetting to mention.... Disclaimer: I don't own the cute puppy dog boy.