Yet another day dreaming in my car while waiting for the sun to go down. I lost count how many times I thought of myself sitting in the car from a thrid person veiw, god's veiw and all I can do is stop before I say what I am afraid of. I continue on with my day taking care of people that can't and really dosent need it. Some days I have work all day, somtimes the things I do on my day off catch up with me. Today The girl I helped a couple days ago on my day off has shown up, with her boyfriend. He seems pissed that some guy said somthing to his girl about leaving.(no it's nothing like me trying to hook up with her if you saw a mother and her son walking in the hot sun while he was off somewhere with his friends, wouldn't you say the same thing?) I stare at him for 15 secs,I see nothing to worry about. When a person is confronted with someone that wants to fight that person mind freezes for about 5 secs, but it feels like 10 mins. (its a weird feeling that confuses and scares most people, but for me it's normal.) He ask me why I tell her to leave him? My response is short and to the point "you're not for her." The guy is a a** wipe, buit like a stereo typical black guy that hurts people and slaps his girl. The woman I stare at with pitty "I ask myself, why did you go back?" I already knew from the moment she walked in she simply didn't know what else to do. I turn myself back to the a** wipe finally started paying attention to the words spilling from his mouth. Every word I hear just pisses me off. I stop him after he says "take this b***h she no good anyway" and shoves her toward my counter. I respond quietly to the act, "look at me man I'm a nobody she wouldn't want to be with me and I don't know what it takes to please or talk to a woman so I can't compare to a coward like you, but don't hit her again." (it was funny everything I said came out of no where in till the last few words.) He responds with a few insults and a mean look I heard them all before. He pulls out a knife while throwing more insults my way. I tell the a** wipe "I don't want any trouble," of course thats a lie I want him to take a swing at me. He does I tell him "you're swinging across like a two foot counter of course your going to miss, and I'm not going to call the hospital when you cut your thumb off." He shouts ********" and comes around the counter. I secretly smile on the inside. I back up to the wall waiting for that one moment he lunges and sure enough he gives me that moment. The a** wipe aims for my stomach, I put my foot out stoping the motion of the foot most of his weight is on while at the same time pushing his had away. The result is that while one had trying to stop his fall the second fails to let go of the blade and instead of turning the blade away from the wall it's still pointing at strait towards it.
The a** wipe cuts the top half of his thumb. He grabs what little part is still attach to it, trying not to rip it off and runs for the door. I pick up the a** wipes keys that he droped on the floor and hand them to the lady. I look at the lady for a moment then finally say "it's not like I gave you much of a choice, he will diffenetly kill you once he gets better." I don't know what made me or even how I said those words so quick? I am a man of few words and I really never feel like saying anything or talking and I hardly know how to give a pep talk it was almost like watching someone else talk for me. I continue to speak to her "So either take those keys and you and your child drive some where safe or you die in about 8 hours." Any good clinic closed at 6 the only place is the DCH hospital and the other city is about 9 hours and thats only if your white or have a shotgun wound. I continue to stare at her not giving her a chance to look away "You have ample time to take whats yours and even whats his and leave, the choice is yours no one forcing you to stay with him but yourself." I look at her the sudden shitfs of the head and hear her racing heart beat, my god her heart beat is loud. I can feel it she's at the edge and dosen't know what to do or make her choice. In a choice like this usally a person chooses the best at the time regardless of what others say around them. That would be the case for those who don't hold their life or anothers life in their hand in this case her child.
I lean across the counter this time it feels like me talking "look at what you're putting yourself through, now ask yourself what would your child want for you and what would you want for him?" When someone heart is racing like this it feels like hours have gone by when only a min went by I keep count of the time and get out what I could before the a** wipe comes back looking for his keys. She hears a "yell outside what are you wating for?" Almost like a time buzzer ringing she finally stops shifting her head and the shaking in her hand stop, I wait for her response. she runs for the door and before leaving out she turns around and she says with tears in her eyes "don't ever change." I have no idea what she's going to do. I'm stuck with the blood on the floor lucky for me earl comes to clean up in 10 min and the blood is behind the counter where no one can see it So I don't bother cleaning up the blood(weird should have been more than that). I sit down and wait for the next customer while listening to the music on my phone, it's the only thing I do with it. It's funny how much goes through your head when your dealing with a life altering decesions. the whole thing took about 15 mins but it felt like an hour. It felt when speaking to that lady, it always feels weird when I do somthing like that. but I never know why. I stare at the clock and smirk as I hear the a** wipe shout from the streets outside and the sound of tires screching off into the distance.
We have to make choices, And everyone has them we just lack the will to choose.
 b.l.Tiger · Tue Jul 27, 2010 @ 11:22am · 1 Comments |
