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“You okay there?” my current boss, Rick, asks me while lifting up his safety helmet. “You look pensive.”

“I am a little,” I admit. “Rick, I’m thinking about getting back out on the road again. I’m pretty sure that it’s time, you know? I hope that it’s okay for me to leave the construction site now?”

“I am disappointed,” he tells me right away. “You are one of the best workers that I have ever had, but you let me know about your situation when you first took the job. You said that it wouldn’t be for a long period of time, so I understand that it’s time for you to move on.” He pats me on the back. “No hard feelings. You will be missed though, so if you can make it to the bar tonight, I’m sure that everyone would love to have a farewell drink with you. Not like a soppy goodbye or anything like that, just a cheers to everything that you have done.”

“Why not,” I agree. I was planning to leave immediately, but why not say farewell to everyone? I have had a good time here, it’s been a lot of fun, and I have made some good friends. “Sounds good. Thanks, Rick.”

He smiles and walks off once more, leaving me to finish up what I’m doing here, my last job at this place. I don’t feel sad or anything though, I am used to leaving things behind. Even when I enjoy myself, I never get attached to anything. That’s why I honestly don’t believe that there is a woman out there who will make me change my ways. Although I suppose I haven’t ever been in love, so maybe one day…

“You going?” Emma asks as she sashays passed me with her hands tucked in to her pockets. Mmm, I have always loved watching her get sweaty on the building site with me. “I just heard from Rick.”

I shoot her a slightly regretful look hoping that she doesn’t hate me. I have always been honest with her as well; she knew that we were only ever going to have a short term thing because I’m never in one place for too long. I am constantly truthful because I never want to leave bad vibes behind even if I won’t return to a place. It isn’t my jam. I like to take positivity wherever I go. I think it’s nice to be a ray of sunshine.

“I am. There are many other places that I need to go, you know? Much more that I need to see.”

She nods but I can see a little glimmer of sadness in her eyes as well. I don’t see any tears when it comes to me and Emma, but I’m sure there will be parts of one another that we will miss. “Shame, but I get it.”

“I’m staying here for a few drinks tonight but then I will be on my way. On to… well, I don’t know where.”

“Good. At least we have one last night.” She looks a little more satisfied now. “I wouldn’t want to say goodbye right here. I think we need one more night of fun, don’t you?” She wiggles her eyebrows seductively at me. “We have had such a good time that it wouldn’t feel right unless we did. You know what I mean.”

I let out a little laugh and agree with her. “Sure, that does sound fun. As long as I won’t be breaking any hearts. You know that isn’t for me. I wouldn’t ever want to hurt you, Emma. You know that. I hope you know that.”

She gives me a punch in the arm and laughs. “I don’t think that you could ever hurt anyone, Tim. You aren’t that sort of person. And one more rumble in the sheets isn’t going to change that. I have had a good time with you, and I will always remember you as that. We need one more night. Just to leave us with the best memories.”

“Fair enough. One more night then. More of a goodbye than I would normally say to a place and the people within it. I love that. Should be good. Thank you, Emma, I have had a great time with you as well.”

But there is a little part of my mind that has already left here, that is out on the road and exploring somewhere new. I can’t help but get thrilled by that because it’s what inspires me to keep on going, to keep on living. I need that to bring all of me to life. Much as I like it here, it would kill me to stay. I guess I’m a hippie at heart. Whether that comes under the label of ‘traveler’ or ‘drifter’ I don’t know really, but it also doesn’t matter.My lungs feel more open as I take my car out on the open road once more. Any traces of a hang over vanish in to nothingness as the prospect of a new adventure awaits. The excitement is building up in my chest by the moment and I can hardly contain it. Sure, last night was great, I really had the best time with all of my friends, and of course, Emma was awesome as to be expected, but this is better for me. This is the life I love.

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