Wade : Chapter 1

Across the river he saw what looked to be the grimweaper... though it was not. In was in actuality a man, with a dark cloak draped upon his shoulders. Once the man noticed Wades eyes on him he ran. He vanished into the depths of the forest. Suddenly Wade did not feel so safe anymore. He had come to the nearly abandoned river for a feeling of security and comfort. Now he felt as though he had invaded and would be in trouble for it. He quickly ran back to his hideaway. He had been living on the streets for around two months now. 33, penniless and unhappy, Wade has left being everything he had known, back in Glasgow, and had hitchhiked up to Cardiff and was living off the land. It wasn't the kind of life he had imagined when he was a child, but he wasn't sure of anything he had planned to be when he was a child, was even possible anymore.

After getting fair distance away from the river , he finally felt safe. He was now on a main street and near a Marty's a pub he  went inside of every now and then for some shelter from the outside. He swung open the door to the pub and walked inside.
"You gonna sit here and buy nothin' again lad? Cos if thats the case, then you best be on your way out now".
The bartender had had it with Wade coming in to just sit on the barstool and not buy anything. He searched his pocket for some spare change. Together he had a pound and a half. He handed it to the bartender.
"You serve plain water here?" he asked.
"Sure do." the bartenders mood seemed to have changed, " what you up to anyway? I always see you walking these streets. Never a change of clothing.. you on thes streets aren't you?"
"Where I am shouldn't concern you." Wade answered. He took the last swig of his water and pushed the glass towards the bartender.
"Jus' saying.. they have centers for folk like you..."

At this point, Wade had had enough and without saying a word, got up and left. It was about 5pm, and beginning to get dark. The air felt cold and damp. It was going to rain. It was always raining around here, but Wade liked the rain. He walked about 30 minutes until he was finally at his destination. It wasn't a looker, just an abandoned building. He had been sleeping here for a while now. It wasnt surprising that he was undiscovered, seeing he was out all day and went in at night to sleep. During daytime, he would walk the streets of Cardiff and nearby towns, making money in any odd way possible. He often would walk along highways and help people whose cars broke down. Sometimes he would earn some money off this, if he was really lucky, sometimes they would get him a meal. He treated these activities as his work, his job. Back in Glasgow he worked as an auto repairsmen, so he had quite some experience in the field, but had no desire to work a 9-5 job here. After all he left. to escape such a life, not just to live it somewhere else.
What he did with the money, was save. He had a dream of buying his own land, mabe even get some sheep. He always loved sheep. This was probably because as a child his parents had a farm and he would spend summers always outdoors with the animals, but the sheep were always his favorite. How long ago his childhood felt, but when he was with sheep, he felt as if he were a child all over again, back when things were of pure innocence. Before his parents packed up and moved him away to Glasgow, before his father became a woraholic who eventually left the family, before he made the mistake of marrying a girl named Becky Jane, who he never honestly loved, but married to make his mother proud to prove he could be better than his father, when really he wasn't ever in love with Becky Jane, or any women for that matter. It was finnaly after his mother died, he divorced Becky Jane, and picked up and left. He didnt know where he was going, but he knew that it was something he needed and longed for, for so long.