I woke up to the sound of a creaking door.

"Shouldn't you be at work?" It was Brian. I had fallen asleep outside of my own apartment. I looked up at Brian, it took a moment for what he said to register in my mind.

"I'm late!" I jumped to my feet and quickly started towards my job.

I am such a mess!

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The door dinged as I walked into the 7 11 for my shift.

"You're late Y/n." Kate commented from behind the counter, where I should be.

"I know, I'm sorry, it won't happen again." I placed my bag on the counter before walking around it.

"Better not." Kate headed out of the store. Kate never liked me, her old boyfriend was really into me. Even though I had no intention of getting with him Kate believed I stole him away when they broke up. The truth is her boyfriend was just a cheating bastard who broke up with her for some other poor girl, which was one thing Kate and I had in common.

I sat there for about ten minutes before seeing a woman walk in with a man. The woman walked to the place where the condoms were held, she looked back at the man with a mischievous smile.

"What size are you Mark?" The blonde girl gave a small laugh.

"Shut up Amy." He grinned. She walked up to him and whispered into his ear, in return he passed her an amount of money and she left the store. The Mark guy looked at me for a moment before grabbing something off of the shelves. He walked up to the register dropping a box of large condoms onto the counter. I looked up at him grinning.

"Gonna have a fun night?" I smiled before scanning the box for a price.

"Depends on if you'll be there."

"Having a party?" I looked at the price.

"I will if it means I'll see you again."

"You'll see me again if you come back here tomorrow," I scoffed, "that'll be-"

"See you then." He grabbed the box and placed a 20 dollar bill down. "Keep the change." He smiled before turning and leaving the store.

"Thanks." I spoke knowing he wouldn't hear me.

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The day was hell, just like any other day. Even when it was over I knew the pain that was going to be tomorrow. I was going to get 6 hours of sleep and if I was lucky take a half an hour nap. I was going to rush to my job in a skimpy outfit, dance my ass off, then go to another dead end job just to be able to pay for rent.

The only time I feel happy is when I am unconscious, dreaming of a life that I could've lived. That is until my nightmare creeps back into my mind to wake me. It's the way my life is. The life that I chose.