Lost

“Fuck” I whispered as I stumbled off of the 15 to go to Finch Point. I look at the sky for the first time today after being kicked off the bus. Damn if I ever find that son of bitch who ratted me out. He surely will be wishing for the devil to come and drag him off to hell after I’m done with him. I immediately shake the horrible thoughts out of my head. I need to get out of this stinking town this place looks like shit. Trembling I reach in my pocket for the small device, I wonder will they answer if I called to say I was lost. I immediately decided against the idea, they don’t care that’s why I’m alone now. I looked straight ahead and see Big Al’s Used Cars. I chuckled bitterly to myself even the cars look like crap. I walked aimlessly and heard a crunch in my pocket and pulled it out. Damn a map I’ve been wasting day light and there was a fucking map in my pocket the entire time.