Jinx'ing Your Future by Bo Reid

Author:Bo Reid [Reid, Bo]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Independently Published
Published: 2019-09-11T16:00:00+00:00

Downpour

The clouds start to roll into the sky, darkening the street. I look down to check my phone and see I still have about ten city blocks to go before I get home, but it's pretty much a straight shot back to my neighborhood. Clicking my phone open I check the weather report, and it still reads clear blue skies right before it dies.

"Shit," I mumble to myself, trying and failing to turn my phone back on because it's dead as a fucking doorknob.

Okay, it's fine, everything will be fine. I have to make it home. No problem, straight shot back to my neighborhood then I'll know where I am. Plus it's just a little cloudy, no big deal at all. I put my head down and start to walk a little bit faster than the leisurely pace I had earlier.

Before I know it, I start to recognize the street signs and more of the buildings around me, this is the area that street vendors should be around and I can get a burger. The first flash of lightning sparks across the sky, followed by a snap of thunder so loud it rattles the storefront windows next to me and makes me jump.

"Fuck," I whisper to myself moments before I feel the first drops of rain land on me.

Quickly I duck under the awning of the storefront next to me, watching people pull out umbrellas as they leave the store like they knew it would rain.

I check the fucking weather report to avoid this!

I dart out from under the awning and sprint towards the next one to attempt some coverage from the storm. Looking out it's already downpouring and I still have at least five blocks before I'm home.

Why? Like just why, man? I was having such a good day, not even chasing Koda was as bad as this is.

I take a deep breath and decide to sprint as fast as I can and make it as close to home as I can, I'm already soaking wet after all. If I spend too much time jumping from awning to awning, it will just keep me wet longer; and not the good kind.

I take one more breath, close my eyes, and then put my head down in determination and step out from under the awning. The sidewalk is relatively clear, not many people out strolling around in the rain. My feet hit the pavement hard, one right after another, as I try to steady my breathing to make it home without fucking dying.

I should work out more.

"Sorry!" I call to a man that I barely avoid running into.

Finally, I see my building and take one final deep breath and gear up for the final push to get inside and into the warmth of my apartment. Man how I wish I could step into a nice hot shower right about now. Oh well, warm blankets and hot drink will have to do. I'm like eighty percent sure I have tea.

Pushing the doors

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