Intoxicated With Greed

 "Callie!" As she searched around her for the familiar voice, she quickly covered the evidence with her comforter.

"Who's there?" She yelled as the shadow of the voice calling her slowly approached and became visible on the walls of her rose painted room. "I need you to explain this to me now!"

Callie panicked. She covered her body with her comforter, trying to disguise all that is hidden beneath. She grabbed her cellphone and pretended to text.

The shadow approached and was then at once in front of her.

Callie sighed in relief. "Don't scare me like that!" She yelled as she swiftly removed the comforter off herself and the stacks of bills.

Her friend and accomplice laughed hysterically. "Callie, seriously you need to relax. We are rich now and no one will ever know how it happened. Our life of being poor and living in the streets is...?" She paused enthusiastically and waited for Callie to finish her sentence. Callie stared at her blankly, still recovering from the frightening moment of believing she was almost caught.

"Our life of being poor and living in the streets is...?" repeated Sully. When she received no response, she yelled "Our life of being poor is OVER! Callie, wake up, since when are you such a punk?"

Callie still didn't respond instead she threw her head against the pillow and thought of what had just occurred.

She closed her eyes and suddenly saw herself there, back at the store. Her and Sully had entered the store pretending to want to purchase some goods but that was not their intention. They had robbed over 7 retail and grocery stores in the past 4 months and were aware of how to portray their act of confused customers.

Sully walked over to the counter and asked assistance in locating a jar of jelly. Callie then walked slowly towards the back of the grocery clerk, pointed her gun at his head and demanded the money be provided to Sully. Sully giggled uncontrollably as she stared at the panicked expression on the older man's face. He rushed to do as commanded. With shaking hands, he threw the bills at the open bag Sully held.

Sully always enjoyed these adventures (as her and Callie called them). Since they met in the homeless shelter they have been inseparable. They became really good friends and then decided to leave the homeless shelters and find a way to become rich. They didn't want to work. Therefore, they both agreed on taking from others what is not theirs in order to change their lives.

After the first hit they were hooked. They were intoxicated with having money. They could've stopped but chose not to.

“Bang, Bang!” Callie shot blindly as her and Sully escaped out of the store.

The memories of the shots shook her back to the present time. When Callie opened her eyes, she was consumed with sadness. She looked around. “Oh no!” she thought as she slowly sat up on the hard concrete floor she was laying on. “Oh no!” she exhaled again though no one would have been able to hear her; it was a soft whisper. She sat inside her nightmare, which was now her reality.

She is no longer 21 years old. Her dream within a dream was done and now her dark brown eyes adjusted back to the reality her and Sully would have to live for the rest of their lives. The greed of money led them to this place and here they will die. Alone, abandoned and broke.