September 23, 2013
Hello to anyone who reads this journal. My name is Jake Miller and I am helping a girl find her parents right now; well not right now since I am writing in this thing, but I will continue to find her parents tomorrow. As of right now, I should start off with this morning.
I woke up from an uncomfortable bed again, at least I have my girlfriend Jennifer Nickel by my side. I didn't want to interrupt her slumber, so I got out of bed as slowly as I could, but now for the difficult part. The floor boards always squeak when you walk on them, I have made a mental note where not to step for the last few months. I started to walk around the squeaky floor boards. -SQUEEEEAK- 'That's new' I thought to myself. I looked back hoping to find that Jennifer was still sleeping. To my relief, she was. I started walking again as slowly as I could and-- "WAAAAAAGH!" I fell face first on the ground after I slipped on a towel I left out.
"Honey?" Jennifer said in confusion. I cringed once I got up to see Jennifer wide awake, that and my probably broken nose. Jennifer looked at me and her eyes got wide.
"What's wrong?" I asked, she pointed at my face. I checked my nose and saw that there was a lot of blood coming out of it. "FUCK!" I yelled as I went to get first aid. After I got the blood to stop, I felt my nose sting like it had a splinter in it, then it hurt like hell shortly after.
I felt my nose and it was a little crooked, why did I have to fix it. It hurt even worst after I fixed it; this wasn't going to be my day. I got into the shower to get rid of the dried blood, but I noticed something on the clear curtains.... a bug. Just so you know I have Entomophobia, a fear of insects. I kept my eye on that thing while I took one of the quickest showers I have ever taken. Before, I got out I reached for the shampoo bottle, but found that it was literally behind the curtain. I felt around for anything that might help, after a few seconds I found... baby shampoo 'Seriously, when did I even buy this?' I thought to myself. I started to squirt a little shampoo in my hands, until the cap just randomly broke off and my hand was literally filled with shampoo. "Fuck it" I said to myself; as I started to scrub the shampoo on my hair, the water got a little slippery and of course, I slipped. I think I was unconscious for only a few minutes since the temperature for the water never changed. I got up and felt something crawling on my stomach, I looked down and saw that same bug was frightened and flew onto me. I froze in fear, I don't know why I'm scare I just get a chill up my spine when one is near me. It flew away onto the curtain again after about 2 full minutes, I carefully got out of the shower and turned it off trying not to disturb the gross bug. I dried off and got dressed and ran out of the bathroom.
I walked downstairs to the kitchen and started cooking some bacon and eggs. After cooking for about a minute and a half, the grease from the bacon popped and landed right above my right eye. It stung like hell, I moved the pan after it was finished and actually made breakfast for me and Jeniffer. My girlfriend came downstairs shortly after, I ushered her to her seat and stubbed my toe on a chair leg. I stayed quiet because I didn't want an outburst before breakfast even started. We sat down eating our breakfast and talked about our day plans, Jeniffer said she was going to the spa and all that and all I had to do was go to my job and go to the grocery store.
Once breakfast was finished, Jennifer went back to bed and I hesitated to go outside. I thought if I go outside that an anvil would fall on my head. I opened the door and walked to my car. I got in the car without anything happening and backed out of the driveway and left for work. I drove for 10 minutes and just my luck, I got stuck in traffic.
I got to my job 7 minutes late-- oh I forgot to tell you that I'm a lawyer rookie for my job. My boss walked up to me with a file and he handed it to me. "Read the case file." Is all he said, no hello or how are you, just read a case file. I opened the file and it was a stolen object. Defense: Jake Miller, Prosecutor: Joseph Gray, accused: Jack Robinson. I read more of the file until I read eveything, I looked at the clock and noticed it was 12:15, my lunch break. I packed a ham sandwich, Pepsi, and coffee to keep me going.
I was going to drink my Pepsi, but when I opened the can, it exploded with foam all over my office. I clean everything up and had a half can of Pepsi left. I went back to my chair to drink some coffee and I put my feet on the desk, bad idea, because a chair leg broke. My coffee spilled on to my face and chest. At least nothing went wrong when I ate my sandwich.
I looked at the clock and it was 12:45, I can't believe it has only been a half hour. "God dammit, why must time go so slow?" I said talking to myself. That is when my boss opened my door.
"Look, Mr. Miller, I know you try your best at your job, but you have lost so many cases in a row that if you lose this one... you... are... fired. You get that?" My boss opened my office door and looked back at me "The trial is tomorrow at 10 AM." He walked out of my office closing the door behind him.
I sat in my chair dumbstruck, I didn't know what to do... if I lose this case, I lose my job. I sat there with my head in my hands, thinking. If I lose my job, I don't get paid, if I don't get paid, I won't have money to pay for food and drinks for me and Jeniffer... my life is fucked.
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I have been sitting in my seat for what felt like hours, I heard a knocking at my office door and see Patricia, one of my co-workers and friend. I didn't really feel like talking, mine and Jeniffer's lives were on my shoulders. It took a while, but Patricia, finally spoke up.
"You don't seem too happy, what's on your mind?"
She has always been there for me when my job gets tough, even if it doesn't work out. We were friends since the 8th grade. "I... I have another case." I said
"Well, that's good, maybe you might win this one." she said giving me a smile
I looked down and said "I might, but if I don't... I will be fired."
Patricia's smile went away and turned into a frown. She had a look, she was thinking. "Well... I'm pretty sure you'll get this." she said forcing a smile.
"Well, what if I don't win? What if I lose and everything goes to FUCKING HELL afterwards." I said throwing some files off my desk. "I'll lose my home, there are no jobs that this city can offer. And if there is a job out there, I'd be lucky if I even get it." It was silent for a few seconds, until I spoke up again. "What can I do? You've gotten employee of the month 3 times in a row, you're even teaching me some of your techniques to win... nothing is working... I'm going to lose my home... everything." I said letting out a sigh. What Patricia said next surprised me.
"You and Jeniffer could move in to my house, I mean I have a guest room for the two of you." She said giving me a reassuring smile. I didn't feel that relieved though, I still lose my job and I'll be a burden to her.
"I Think that would be a good idea, but I don't want to be a burden to you." I said
"Oh, you won't be a burden, I'm pretty sure you'll get back on your feet in a few weeks. Besides, this will only happen IF you lose the case." She smiled which actually made me smile.
I looked at the clock and it was 5:30, time to go home, I only have the day shift. I grabbed everything and waved to Patricia. She smiled and waved back. I went out the door and to my 'good luck'. It was raining.
I went to my car and started it up... the car battery died shortly after. "FUCK" I yelled, I pulled out my phone to call a tow truck. Which means I have to walk home in the rain.
About 15 minutes has passed and I'm only half way home, well I was only walking. I heard crying in an alleyway next to me, a little girl maybe? I walked down the alleyway to see if whoever it was was alright. I found what looked to be a 6 year old girl, she had on a white shirt and a purple skirt and purple shoes. It was strange, she had long, purple hair... purple hair. Anyways her skirt had a white circle on it and in it were 3 diamonds. The same 3 diamonds were on her purse.
I guess she couldn't hear me from the sobbing and the rain, because when I walked in a small puddle, she finally noticed me and she started screaming "Please, don't hurt me, please don't hurt me, please don't hurt me. Help somepony help!" the little girl screamed. The little girl had an accent, like an upper class person, I think.
"Woah, woah, calm down. I'm not going to hurt you." I said obviously trying to calm her down, wait did she just say somepony? She looked up to me with bloodshot eyes from crying so much. "Alright, so what's wrong? Can't find your parents or something?" I asked
The girl didn't say anything, she just nodded with her face in her arms again. "Can you tell me what happened?" I asked she looked up at me again and opened her mouth, but no sound came out.
The girl took a deep breath and started to talk "I *sniff* I was told to stay near *sniff* the car while my mother buys some f-food." she said. I nodded for her to continue. "Then these *sniff* bad people showed up and... tried to take me away. I ran and I *sniff* don't know how to get back home." She said with greasy new tears going down her face... either that or it was rain.
"Well, I'll bring you to the police station and they'll help you find your parents, okay?" I asked
She nodded and hesitantly stood up and grabbed her purse. We started walking to the police station and the rain has calmed down. "So, you ran away and now you can't remember how to get home?" I asked just to be clear. The girl nodded.
"But... they aren't my real parents. They adopted me a month ago." she said
That was actually pretty depressing, but it doesn't look like she cares. We didn't say anything after that, until she stepped into a little mud. "Ewww, there's mud all over my shoes and ankles. Get it off, get it off."
"Alright, alright." I said taking out a rag that I keep in my pocket "Here you go, you can wipe off the mud with this." I handed the rag to her. She quickly grabbed it and wiped the mud off as quickly as she could.
"Oh sorry, I forgot to ask, what's your name?" I asked
"My name is Rarity... AND WHY WON'T THE MUD COME OFF, IT'S RUINING MY SHOES" she yelled
"That's a... wonderful name. My name is Jake. And what do you like to do?" I said
Rarity looked up to me and smiled "I like to draw, but what I really want to do is make dresses when I'm older."
"That sounds wonderful." I said, "I am a lawyer."
"A... Lawyer?" Rarity said confused
"A lawyer is a person who serves justice, not the police, but we go to a courtroom and do our best to defend our clients..." I said, but I remembered what my boss told me.
I noticed Rarity looking at me up and down, once she noticed me looking at her, she gave me a weird look and said "You know a gray shirt doesn't go with tan pants and blue shoes..." Rarity stopped talking and thought for a moment until she spoke up again "Maybe a red shirt, tan pants, and brown shoes... yes, that would be a perfect outfit for you"
'Did she just tell me what the proper fasion should be?' I thought to myself.
We arrived at the police station shortly after our conversation, and Rarity is holding tightly onto my hand. We walked inside and walked up to a policeman. He looked to be in his thirties. "Excuse me, but I found this little girl..." I said as I pointed to Rarity sitting in a chair "... and she says she can't find her parents and her home." I said.
The policeman thought for a minute and said "Alright, I just need her parent's names."
I nodded and walked up to rarity and asked for her parent's names. She told me and I walked back up to the policeman. "Their names are Judith Shallow and Chris Shallow." I said
The policeman nodded and went checked a few files on the computer and then grabbed a phone. He typed in 3 different phone numbers and then put the phone down and looked up to me. "Sorry sir, we didn't get an answer from their house phone or from their cell phones. We will tell you if we receive any information about them." He said
I looked at the policeman then at rarity and then back at the policeman. "So, what can I do?"
"I say, you take her in for tonight and then we will give her back to her parents. Sound good to you?" He asked
"I think that will be fine... I hope." I whispered the last part to myself and pulled out my cellphone. I called Jeniffer to tell her the story of rarity, it took a few seconds for her to pick up, but she did.
"Jake, where are you?" She asked immediately.
"I'm at the police station, you see I..." I didn't get far until Jeniffer interrupted.
"What?! What did you do?" She screamed
"I didn't do anything. Let me tell you this..." I said and I told her the story of rarity. "So is it okay for her to sleep in the guest room for tonight?" I asked
The was a silence for a few seconds, until Jeniffer spoke up "That poor girl, of course she can."
"Good. See you soon, love you." I said
"Love you, too." Jeniffer replied and then we hung up.
I walked up to rarity and told her that she has to sleep in the extra room in my house. She nodded and followed me out the door of the station and walked to my house.
We arrived at my home after about 10 minutes. We walked in and I think Jeniffer was sleeping; two ways that I know, first she sounded tired when we were on the phone, and two is that the lights are off.
"Okay rarity, follow me to the guest room." I said. She nodded and followed me. I opened the door, I guess I haven't been in here in a while. Everything's clean and... pretty fancy.
"Wow, this room is fantastic. Different from anypony else's houses but still." Rarity said. She looks at the bed and quilt, she rather enjoyed the texture of the quilt. She got into the bed and she sighed with relief, but her smile went to a frown. She looked up to me and asked "Do you think that they're going to find my parents?" she asked
There's the pony thing again I thought to myself. "Of course they will, good night." I said as I turned off the light.
"Good night." Rarity responded
I closed the door behind me and walked to my bedroom with Jeniffer. I walked along side the bed and grabbed a journal that I didn't use since I got it and I'm currently writing in it right now. I'm going to have to end it here, I'm tired and the scratching of the pencil might wake up Jeniffer, she is a light sleeper.
