Caught Between Them

The pipe broke and I wondered if my day could get any worse, I watched, exasperated, as water pooled around me and I was too damn broke to even call a plumber, luckily the water stopped rushing out and I sighed, jeez! My life is was so fucked up. My living room wasn’t any better, I was a neat person but I lost it last night. I stared at the scattered living room that looked as if an army had passed the night here.

          A bark rang out and I turned to see my little puppy running and barking as his vocals could allow.

         “There you are, Ginn” I said and picked him up. Ginn was a brown husky, I found him on the roadside, abandoned by someone and had picked him up then we became BFF(best friends forever); a knock on the door made me jump and Ginn barked. I opened the door and my best friend, Reagan walked in, grinning when she saw the messed up room.

          “Jeez, Amelia, you sure know how to mess something up, what happened here, wild lovin’?” she asked and I rolled my eyes sometimes Reagan was crazier than I thought

          “Wild loving? You must be joking” I said plopping into a sofa, Reagan smiled like it was something I would do if could, the truth was that I wasn’t interested in any type of relationship, I was struggling as shit here and soon the owner of this house would demand for his rent, my life was surely fucked up.

           “So, have you got any job yet?” Reagan asked and I shook my head glumly staring at a spider on the ceiling as it spun a web.

           “God I hate America, it’s hard to find something doing” I muttered and Reagan grinned as if my statement amused.

           “Oh Amy, you shouldn’t blame America for your problems, don’t worry I’ll ask an uncle of mine, he always tells me there are a lot of jobs in Portland” Reagan said and I groaned.

           “Portland is too damn far, if I left here in the morning I am sure to come back the next day, jeez!” I complained to a smiling Reagan.

           “It’s your choice Amelia, I think a job in Portland would be good for you, you’ve always loved nature and there is plenty of it in Portland” She said and I mused over her words. I really loved nature, maybe a job in Portland wouldn’t be that bad.

           “Fine” I grumbled and Reagan nodded.

           “Got anything to eat,” she asked and I scowled at her.

           “Just some cheeseburgers and milk” I said and Reagan smiled.

            “That’s great” she said and sauntered to my kitchen sashaying her hips, I shook my head but smiled, what would I do without Reagan? Her quirky and funny self always made me laugh. Reagan came out of the kitchen with cheeseburgers and a glass of milk, I watched as she shoveled cheeseburgers into her mouth then gulped down her glass of milk.

             “Yum” she said, “Reminds me to come here every morning”

             “I pray I get a job in Portland, I wonder how you’ll knock on my door in the morning” I said and Reagan winked at me.