Do it While You Can Part 2

“Okay honey, let’s just take it easy. I need you to breathe.” She said, and leaned over her. Little did she notice Brenda’s right arm stretch below her bed and pull out a small wooden block.

“Die BITCH!” Brenda yelled, and smashed the block into the nurse’s head. The nurse fell unconscious. She only had a little. The camera was at the other corner of the room, and pointed away from the bed. She was safe!

And that was how she broke out of Roger’s Home for the Elderly. Why the hell did she bother? Well…when you’ve lived your whole life in a shell, you’re gonna want to hatch at one point or another. Brenda missed being young. Not that her younger years were any good. She was beautiful, but she never could find the right guy. She held a world record of 30 divorces within a year. See, you can’t get mad at Brenda…she…she just didn’t click with anybody. What man likes a woman who can teach him how to solve a calculus equation?

So…she broke out. Brenda wanted a second chance.

Brenda raced down the street in her newly stolen Mercedes E-Class.

“Get the hell outta my way!” she yelled, jamming her foot down to the floor. The engine roared, as the car picked up speed.

After flicking off a few people, and nearly killing a few reckless teenagers, she reached 40 Sycamore Street, her old address.

“Who’s the boss now, huh? Jane?!” she yelled to her nurse, who was currently lying unconscious, on the verge of hemorrhaging in Roger’s Prison for the Elderly, as she liked to call it. She rummaged through her purse for the keys and entered the house, taking in the fresh scent of honey. It hadn’t faded one bit.

“Good-bye prison, Hello home!” she laughed, and twirled around, wearing an elegant black dress. Finally, she had a second chance at the life she craved.

She ran into her living room, and bolted over to her computer. Everything was fresh in her mind. The passwords flowed in like water through a stream.

“Where…where…”

Profile pics. I swear, after that day I wanted to beat the living shit out of the guy who came up with the concept of Profile pics. People never look the way they do in the picture.

Brenda was officially a 23 year old single woman, eagerly looking for a “strong young man.” She smiled deviously at her newly created Google Plus Profile. The cherry on top was a sexy picture of a topless blonde wearing nothing but high heels. She hadn’t lied…entirely…she was still blonde.

“Ooh, James Reyna. Come here sexy.” She mouthed, as she added him onto her friend’s list. “Oooh. He’s single too.” She cackled, and sent him a message.

+JamesReyna  Want to grab a coffee sometime? Maybe dinner?