The Rideshare Chronicles Novella Series – The Start of Destiny – Fear of the Unknown

A Rideshare Chronicles Novella
The Start of Destiny

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fear of the unknown


Alessandra looked around with a defeated face as she looked around in her apartment. As she began to walk around is the quiet, dimmed lit apartment tried to fight the tears.  She walked into the room as she looked at the bed that she spent with Jonathan for the off-on weeks he came as she grinned. A single tear fell down her face.


"What is the reason for this?" Alessandra said as she slowly made her way through the living room as Frank Sinatra's "My Way" began to play on the mini speaker that was on the kitchen table.


Alessandra couldn't fight the tears as the song began to play. She began to scream through her tears as she violently grabbed the speaker as threw it into the wall. The speaker hit the front door as it fell into pieces to the floor. Alessandra began to breathe fast as she attempted to control her emotions as the music stopped, still with tears flooding her face. 

Alessandra closed her eyes as she attempted to control her tears as placed both palms up and down slowly as she tried to meditate. Alessandra opened her eyes as she looked down at her cut-off shorts as the tears fell with a mournful cry. She violently pulled the phone out of her pocket as she paused as the arm was mid-air, almost throwing the phone. Alessandra began to cry harder as she gently put the phone on the dining table and rushed to the living room. She plopped onto the couch as began to let the tears she held for that few months. From the defeat of losing the court case against her employer. Not only for the attempted sexual assault but the discrimination the law firm pointed out to her. That Alessandra didn't want to admit happened.

Alessandra began to scream in her defeat as she immediately sat up as she began to wipe the tears as she could hear the rattling of Jonathan's keys as he entered the door. 

"Hi, babe," Alessandra whispered as he dropped his travel bag as rushed towards Alessandra. He held her as she began to cry.


"I know, babe," Jonathan whispered as he shut his eyes tight as his tears began to fall as he held her until she was ready to talk.


An hour passed as Jonathan and Alessandra sat at the bar that Harkness used to work at before moving in with Seraphine. Jonathan looked at Alessandra in sorrow, who was looking at the top of the glazed wood as Frank Sinatra continued to play since they arrived at the bar.


"Do you want to talk about it?" Jonathan whispered in sympathy.


"What is there to talk about?" Alessandra whispered in defeat. "You try to do everything right and for what?" Alessandra said as she looked at Jonathan with tears. "Just for evil to conquer, yet again," Alessandra said with a sigh as she wiped her tears from her eye.

Jonathan looked down at the table as sighed.  Jonathan took a drink of his draft beer to help clear his throat. "It's my fault, you know?" Jonathan said as he began to show an expression of guilt. "I should never have had you make that film with me," Jonathan said as a tear fell from his eye.

"Don't you do that," Alessandra yelled in empathy as she stood up from the tall bar stool as slowly put her hand over Jonathan's shoulder. "Don't you blame yourself for something you did to help me genuinely!"


"I should never have had you attempt to fight the whole thing in court," Jonathan said as his bloodshot eyes began to release tears.


"If society is going to assume that I asked for it because I had no other way than to pay my bills," Alessandra said as tears rolled down her eyes. "Being an adult entertainment actress, then how the hell is you are going to take the blame for someone biased and judgmental and let a guilty man walk away. All because I did a film, with the man I am deeply in love with. At the same time, they turn the other way and watch the film. Then who is the problem in this scenario?"


"So why can't you take your advice?" Jonathan said as she quickly retracted as she sat back down.


"Because after all the things people complain about with bad things happening to good people and turning a blind eye. With the possibility that it could happen again. Why they wipe their hands clean of the liability," Alessandra said as tears fell from her eyes. "Change and justice seem like it will truly exist," Alessandra said. "I'm afraid of what's coming next. I'm afraid of the unknown," Alessandra said as she looked down at the wood. Close to her untouched beer.


"Well, it sounds like an opportunity?" Jonathan said as he looked at Alessandra.


Alessandra squinted as she looked at Jonathan as she began to laugh.


"Should I wear armor and carry a sword," Alessandra said with a chuckle. 


Jonathan shrugged his shoulders as he grinned. "The world needs a hero these days?" Jonathan whispered with a smile.


"And I am that hero, Jonathan?" Alessandra said in humor.

 "You never know?" Jonathan said as Alessandra turned as she began to chug the beer.


Alessandra slammed the half-full glass as she nodded her head in defeat as she said, "Let's be honest, Jonathan. People, especially women like me, aren't capable of change.


"You're more powerful than you think?"


Alessandra looked at Jonathan with hope and with doubt as the music began to stop.  Alessandra turned as "Blinding Lights" began to play as she slowly looked at the jukebox in shock.


"Babe?" Jonathan said as he stood up as clenched his fist. "What's wrong?" Jonathan said as Alessandra turned slowly towards Jonathan.


"This song?" Alessandra whispered as her expression of shock stayed in place. "Is supposed to be a demo concept?


 Alessandra bolted up from her nightmare as she surveyed the surrounded the following day. Alessandra looked at the clock as she jumped out of bed in panic.


"Oh fuck!" Alessandra said she quickly slipped on the cut-off shorts and the tank she wore yesterday as she opened the door to find her apartment neatly packed.


"Be careful with that!" Jonathan yelled as the movers picked up the box carelessly. "That's precious cargo right there!"


"Jonathan?" Alessandra said as Jonathan turned quickly with guilt on his face. "What is the meaning of this!"


"I know you're probably pissed right now," Jonathan pleaded as he walked towards Alessandra as grabbed her hands. "But I couldn't just come without doing something to help before I fly overseas."


"Oh yeah, I forgot," Alessandra said as she looked down to the ground, fighting tears.


Jonathan looked at Alessandra with growing hope as he said, "The option is still there if you want it?" Alessandra looked up as he immediately said, "But I know our family needs you."

"For the first time in a long time, I finally would have said yes to something. To you," Alessandra said as Aerosmith's "I Don't Want to Miss A Thing" began to play on both Alessandra and Jonathan's phones.


"As I said, you're more powerful than you think?" Jonathan said as a tear rolled from his eyes.


"It's just coincidence," Alessandra cried as she kissed Jonathan for the last time.


"Why can't you just say yes, Princess," Jonathan cried as he hugged her tight as he began to cry in mourning.


"Because you don't need the distractions," Alessandra cried. "You gave me the chance to find myself, and now I am doing the same for you?"


"But you're my person," Jonathan said as he let his mournful cry out.


"And that is why we have to do this. To find our power, so when we come back together," Alessandra said as she looked up into Jonathan's sorrowful blue eyes. "We can finally be that power couple you always said we would in college."


"I don't know how to let you go, Alessandra!" Jonathan cried as he held her tight.


"You're not letting me go," Alessandra said as she fought back the tears to be strong. "I'm your person, remember," Alessandra reassured as she toughed up in the message.


"I don't want to go!" Jonathan said as he pulled Alessandra away.


"You're not!" Alessandra said as she slipped the ring off.


"No, you need to keep it!" Jonathan said as he stopped her. He looked at Alessandra as he said, "All it will take is one call!"

 "You're giving up too much for me," Alessandra pleaded. "I will be damned. I let you give all that up."


"But isn't our love worth it?" Jonathan said as Alessandra sighed.


"Why don't you carefully think about it," Alessandra said as her face got hard. "I'm going to let the apartment office that I will be out by the end of the day," Alessandra said as she turned as she rushed towards the door as tears began to fall from her face.


The door shut as he made his way to the wrapped sofa and sat down.


Jonathan pulled out his phone as the song continued to play.  Jonathan stared at Alessandra and his picture on his lock screen. He nodded as he pushed the phone icon as began to dial the number Infliction Films.


"Hello," a voice answered.


"Castillo, how are you?" Jonathan said in a regretful voice.


"Are you ready for the finale tour to your former role?" Antonio Castillo said. "We are excited that you are taking the lead in the San Antonio office upon your return.


"That's why I am calling you," Jonathan said in pause as he heard the text notification. 


"Bad news?" Antonio Castillo said in concern.


Jonathan sighed as he said, "I can't wait to start next year," Jonathan said as he fought the tears.


"Perfect," Antonio Castillo said. "We are looking forward to having with us," Castillo said as he hung up the phone.


The song began to repeat as Jonathan began to cry from the message as he threw the phone down on the wrapped coffee table. Jonathan put his hands to his face as he let out mournful tears due to the message.


It was Alessandra who text that read, "It's over. Not because I don't love you. Because I need to do the right thing.

Published by Frieda Lopez at Frieda the Writer

Frieda López is the writer for Journey of an Unraveled Road who was born and raised in San Antonio, TX. Through her professional career in Customer Relations and Retail Management, she has utilized her experience and interactions with the behavioral patterns, which was used to start her personal journey with Journey of A Unraveled Road as her debut novel. She has completed philosophy, psychology, and theology courses at San Antonio College as well as creative writing courses. Frieda López has been a lifelong writer since 2nd grade. A survivor of childhood trauma, childhood abuse, and domestic violence, she wrote this piece, which started this book as her personal journey; works from home in San Antonio, TX.

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