“im a prostitute.” I whisper before standing up and heading for the door.

“wait!” I hear and a cold but gentle hand grabbed my wrist. “I know tough times and it sucks… but it sucks even more to not have someone there for you.” she says.

I could feel the unshed tears in my eyes and I wiped them away angrily. You cant cry, your not aloud to cry. I think. “I’ll be there for you.” she whispers. The tears became bigger and I couldn’t hold the streaming water from running.

The pad of her thumb reached up and wiped them away. “Hey it’s okay. listen .. I know that we know nothing about each other, and if you turned me down I understand but…” she pauses before looking around her room, then out to the hallway.

“you could always stay with me? My parents aren’t around anymore, and I get lonely sometimes…im sure you do too.”

I smile unsurely. The idea was running through my head, and I was scared that all she wanted form me was what all the others wanted. So instead of voicing my concerns…I use humor.

“and how do I know your not some insane girl who likes to eat people…no thank you though, I have a place.” I say, but my smile falters when I see her face harden slightly. A smile quickly replaces the stony features.

“well I guess you’ll never know.” she laughs. I chuckle as well until I catch a glimpse at the clock that rested on her night stand.

“shit.” I mumble, the happy moment vanishing within seconds. Her gaze follows mine and she furrows her eyebrows, confused. God she’s cute.

“are you okay?” she asked and touch my arm.

“um…” I swallow, not knowing how to ask. “you think you could give me a ride somewhere?”

She nods and shrugs, “sure why not, where to?”

“1280 sequoia lane. Its by the apartments, across from king high.” I say and look up from the paper I was reading it from.

“yeah, I know where that is. But why do you need to go there? Its pretty rundown.”

I sigh and run my fingers through my blonde hair. ‘I have a…uhm, I have a client, who needs some ‘tending’ to.” I say in the gentlest manner I could. “would you go In with me?” I ask. Did that just come out of my mouth? What the hell is wrong with you?