Transformation

I knew for my transformation to be complete, I would need to sign the dotted line.  I had been holding a pen and staring at the contract for the last twenty minutes, unable to commit.  I was contemplating the pros and cons but had not been able to keep them straight.  Sometimes pros were cons and vice versa.  As I thought and pondered, the more I could feel Bryan’s eyes boring into the side of my head. 

I knew his career depended on whether or not I signed this very contract.  He had stuck his neck out for me and I was now wavering.  It hadn’t completely sunk in on how much I would owe Bryan if I signed this contract?  How much of my life would he expect to control?  I could feel my heartrate quicken the longer I stared at the contract. 

While I finally put the pen back onto the table, Bryan sighed.  Sighed, but didn’t utter a single word.  I couldn’t decide what was worse.  Without looking at Bryan, I quickly grabbed my coat and headed toward the office door.  As soon as the cold breeze kissed my face, I knew the life I had carefully created over the last three years, gently blew away.  The farther I walked the more certain I felt I was doomed. 

Before I knew what I was doing, I turned quickly into the alley where Bryan’s stash was hidden.