Here's another chapter of Molly's life. It would make much more sense if you read the Prologue/Chapter 1 before reading this, if you haven't. Please comment. Suggestions are welcome!
Chapter 2: Her Master
It's been two years since my journey started my search for my master. Two years of feeling the unwanted feeling of something inside me just sitting there, doing nothing. At first it was so strange, but after a while it was normal. I've been traveling all around the states desperate trying to find my master, still unsure what gender they would be.
First I searched all throughout my state in which I lived, Texas, and nothing. I then traveled east to Florida where I found a glimmer of hope. When I landed there at Orlando airport and walked out of the terminal I felt my little intruder start to buzz. I gasped and knelt to the ground, panting trying to contain myself. To my luck it was extremely busy and it seemed as if no one was walking towards me. As I stood up the intruder stopped and I groaned. I was so close! I looked all around in hope that my master just turned off the equipment and was looking for me but nothing.
So my search continues, but obviously not in Florida. So I continued to travel north now, but by greyhound bus. Looking everywhere with no luck. Eventually I find myself in New York City and I decide to give myself a break from searching and go see a Broadway play. I do love the theatre and to be able to see a play now while I still have me to myself was defiantly going to happen.
I decide to see my favorite, The Phantom of the Opera. In my hotel room I decide to wear my one black dress I have, cut at the knee in the front and a bit longer in the back. The strapless top forming perfectly around my breast making them look bigger than they are. I love it when clothes do that, I've always been so nervous about my breasts being a little on the smaller side. I walk to the bathroom and marvel at myself, this is the best I've looked in a long time. I smile and do some finishing touches and head to the theatre.
Once I get there I smile widely and marvel at the outside of the theatre, it's so beautiful and fits the play perfectly. I walk through the double doors looking all around, so thrilled that I'm finally going to see a play for the first time. It's crowded of course, but I manage to get to my seat.
I fidget in my seat my excitement getting the better of my. I look at the stage and see the chandelier covered up with a tarp. I smirk to myself, I already know what's going to happen before it happens, but knowing me I'll still cry. The next thing I know the lights flicker and the music starts up darkening the theatre.