Containment

Iris took the money he handed her and took a step back allowing him room to move.
“Thank you, I hope you have a wonderful evening, and please come visit us again”
She smiled, then headed over to the register to put in the money for his order. He seemed like he was in a hurry so she didn’t want to keep him here any longer than needed.
After putting the money in the register for the meal, she realized how big of a tip he left her. Her eyes shot up at the man who was now exiting the restaurant. She smiled and tucked the tip in her apron.

She thought for a moment, curious as to why he had to suddenly go, but she also wasn’t one to pry in someone else’s business. Whatever it was, must have been important. She shrugged and was grateful for the generous tip as well as it being the end of her shift. All she needed to do was clean up and prep the table for the next customer of the evening.

She headed back over to the table and began picking up the remaining plates to take them back to the kitchen. She then took the cleaning spray and wiped down the table and booth for the next customers. It was finally the end of her shift and she was looking forward to going home and relaxing. She headed back over to the register to clock out. She took a few minutes to mingle with her co workers, telling them good night and that she see them in a few days, since she has off the next 2 days.
She then headed to the locker area, she took the tips she made that day, out of her apron and put them in an envelope in her back pack. She threw her apron in the dirty laundry pile. Then changed from her work shoes to her knee high boots. Placing her work shoes in her locker. She then grabbed her jacket and slipped it on, knowing it was gonna be chilly out this late at night. Grabbing her small back pack, she closed her locker and locked it, then headed out the back of the restaurant.
Upon exiting, she glanced around to make sure no one was around. Once the door was officially closed and the coast was clear, she stepped in between the buildings where it was dark for a moment, then stepped back out. But when she stepped out, she was invisible, so no one would be able to see her.
Being so late at night, she would often user her ability to get home safely. If they can’t see her, they can’t bother her.


She began walking toward the front of the restaurant to make her way home. She made sure not to bump into anyone in the crowd that was just now entering the restaurant.
‘Boy am I glad I’m off right now or I would be stuck working with that crowd.’
She looked ahead and began walking
‘Nice hot bath.... here I come’

 

After about ten minutes of walking, Iris was at the corner of her street where her house was. She stepped into the darkness once again, using an area between two empty houses, to make herself visible. She didn’t want people to think her house was haunted with the door opening and closing randomly in the middle of the night. She then stepped out of the darkness and walked right up to her front door. After a few seconds of fiddling around in her bag to find her keys, she entered her house and flipped on the lights. Closing the door behind her, she dropped her bag on the side table and hung her keys on the key hook, taking of her shoes off, she then neatly put them next to the side table and made her way up the stairs and into her bedroom. She gathered some clean clothes and grabbed towels from the hallway closet and headed into the bathroom.
She turned on the faucet and waited til the temperature was just right and pushed the stopper in. She then lit several candles and poured bath oils in the tub. After undressing, putting her hair up, she settled in the hot tub and relaxed. Grabbing a book from the side of the tub, she began reading. Normally she would read a few chapters while relaxing.

After about 40 minutes soaking in the tub she decided it had been long enough. She got out, dried off and changed into her night clothes, then headed down stairs and into the kitchen to make herself something to eat. She did have something earlier at her job, but it just wasn’t enough after working several hours afterwards. She decided on something lite since it was rather later.
“ A sandwich with chips it is “
After preparing a rather delicious looking sandwich and putting chips on her plate, she headed into the living room to watch a little tv.

 

Iris was enjoying a comedy movie, which had her rolling in laughter until she heard the knock on the door. She looked up at the cuckoo cuckoo clock and wondered who could be at her door this late at night. She quietly got up and crept to her door trying her best not to make any sounds. She glanced out the peep hole and realized it was her customer from earlier.

She narrowed her eyes in confusion ‘how the hell did he find out where I live?... it was probably Doris, she has a big mouth on her’. She sighed then looked back out the peephole. She was torn between answering or not answering, it was late and she was home alone, she didn’t know his intentions nor why he was here. She altered her voice a little to sound like an older lady and called out.
“W-Who is it?”

 

Iris listened through the door and heard him say "seventeen" she had a confused look on her face 'what does he mean by seventeen?"
She pressed her ear against the door and listened further as he explained what "seventeen" was. She wondered how the hell he knew it was her and let out a quiet sigh of frustration that he figured out it was her. She moved up to look through he peep hole on the door and watched as he put the note pad away. Maybe if she is quiet enough he would think she left. She continued to listen hearing the change in his voice. When he mentioned that most people at this point are asking "how they find me" she shook her head and thought 'more like why don't you guys leave me the hell alone?'
this wasn't her first time someone paid her a visit and, probably wont be the last. Thankfully she was able to slip away from them the last time. She took shelter at one of her co workers house, who lived outside of town, for a few days knowing they would return looking for her. After that they had stopped coming and she returned home making note to check the peep hole before answering the door. Last time she had just carelessly opened the door and the guy showed her his badge and instantly tried entering, when she tried to slam the door on him, he fought her and was able to gain entrance to her home and began chasing her. When she got far enough away from him, she made herself disappear and exited her home through and open window and made a run to her co workers. The guy was obviously not prepared to deal with someone like her. Unfortunately they had ransacked the place before they left and left her a mess that took her a week to clean up.

When he started listing off the ways they are able to track them, she was in utter shock, 'all this just to track me down? why?' what did she do to deserve being treated like a criminal and be tracked down in such a degree?'. All she wanted was to live peacefully and quietly and here these guys just keep popping up left and right. His movement in the peephole caught her attention and she looked through it again. When he showed her the badge she sighed, turned and leaned her back against the door. She wasn't going to open it, not after the last time one of these guys showed up, but she also wanted to be facing the right direction in case she needed to make a run for it. So she just responded with an annoyed tone
"What the hell do you guys want from me?"