DIARY OF A HALF HUMAN TIME LORD

Chapter Two

A bright sunny day. I'm currently sitting in Hyde Park writing in my diary while I'm resting on a bench. I decided to bring this along with me when I'm out and about so I can jot down my thoughts and feelings whenever I wish. I just had the urge to do that while I was sitting here watching some kids run and play several meters from me. I didn't bother to call Rose back last night. I just watched some telly, drank my beer, had a shower and then went to bed. I really hated to do that to her. I do love Rose with all my heart but she'll never truly love me. She'll always look at me and see him and want me to be him and I'm not him. So it's best that we stay apart and carry on with our lives. Only problem is I'm not able to break away from her completely since she and her family are still supporting me. So I've decided to find a job. Although, I have no idea what an ex-traveling Time Lord half human clone could do for a living. But I'll think of something thought. All I want is for Rose to be free and not be stuck the rest of her life with an oddity, a man that has the face of her lost lover and all his memories besides that. That's the cruelest twist of all. All these memories of flying through time and space and here I am, Earthbound for the rest of my one short life, doomed to slowly age like a human until I finally die.

I have to admit though, there's been several instances in the past couple of weeks where I've found myself wondering if I should just chuck it all in and end my suffering. My flat is on the fifth floor and when I look out from my balcony, I see the pavement and the car park, both surfaces hard enough to break my bones and neck the second I hit them. I'm not afraid to die. My other self fell off a radio telescope control tower so I know through his memories what it's like to fall from a high place. I admit it's morbid to think that way but that's how I feel at the moment. I just wish I'd never been born because it seems that from the first moment I drew breath, nothing I've done has been right.

John closed the diary and put it inside his blue trouser pocket. He was thankful that the trousers had the extra dimensional pocket so he could carry it in there without losing it. The last thing he wanted was for someone to find it and read his thoughts. Groaning, he got up and stretched his back before heading out of the park. He figured he might as well go ahead and find a job of some kind so he could be independent of Rose and her family. He headed towards some shops as he tried to decide what he should do. He wasn't a supergenius anymore since Donna took most of his Time Lord mind but he still had enough of his intellect that he figured he could probably do almost anything. He put his hands in his pockets and casually glanced at the shops while he walked along the pavement. While he did that a few women looked his way and smiled. He smiled back and nodded his head at them before he turned his attention back to the shops.

Suddenly he stopped short when he noticed one shop had a help wanted sign in the front window. He glanced up at the sign above the window.

Jack's Pizza.

He looked at the help wanted sign, deciding whether or not he wanted to apply. He finally shrugged and figured that making pizzas wouldn't be that difficult. So he went inside and filled out an application. After he had done that, he made his way up the street and filled out a few more applications at a sporting goods store, a McDonalds, a frozen yogurt shop and a movie theater. Once he had done that, he decided to go back home for lunch.

On the way home, he slowed his pace, enjoying the pleasant summer breeze. The thunderstorm that had come through the previous night had cooled everything down and he felt his spirits lift as he strolled down the pavement.

As he passed by an alley, he heard a tiny mewing and stopped short. He came back to the alley, looked into it and noticed a tiny black and white kitten sitting on some rubbish mewing over and over in a tiny high-pitched voice. Jonathon's heart went out to it and he approached slowly, not wanting to scare it away.

"Hey," he said gently. "Where'd you come from, eh? Where's your mum?"

He reached out and gently grabbed the kitten. The kitten mewed and squirmed a little bit until Jonathon held it to his chest at which point the kitten quieted down and began to purr softly. Jonathon looked around but didn't see its mother or any other cat.

"I can't leave you here, you'll die," he said to the kitten. "Why don't you come home with me and keep a Time Lord clone company?"

The kitten purred as he stroked its back. His spirits lifted further when the kitten nestled up against his chest, closed its eyes and purred contentedly. Jonathan held it protectively while he headed back to his flat.

When he got there, he put the kitten down on his sofa, grabbed a fluffy tan towel from the bathroom and formed it into a circle on the sofa, making a little bed. He checked the kitten's underside, found out it was a girl and then laid her down in the center of the little bed he made. The kitten kneaded the towel for a few minutes with her tiny paws before she lay down and went to sleep.

"Let's see, I gotta get you some food and some litter and some toys. I s'pose I'm going to be busy for the next few hours then," Jonathon said.

He used his index finger and stroked the kitten's side while she purred in her sleep. He sighed when he felt her ribs and shook his head.

"I guess we're both abandoned and lost, aren't we?" he said to her. "Don't worry though, you have a home with me now...hmm, what should I call you?"

He gazed at the sleeping cat. She was black with a white muzzle, belly and feet. He grinned when he stared at the white paws.

"S'pose I could call you Boots since it looks like you're wearing little booties," he said to her.

He smiled.

"Yup, definately, you look like a Boots," he said, stroking her fur.

He stroked her fur for about ten more minutes before he got up from the sofa.

"Well, better get ya some supplies so you can have food and a toilet," he said.

He stroked her fur.

"Don't go tearing up the place, you hear?" he said to her.

He grinned when the kitten continued to purr. He stared at her for a moment before turning and heading back out the door to get some pet supplies.

It took a couple of hours for him to go to a pet shop via the bus and return home with three large bags filled with litter, food and toys. Once he came off the lift and made it back to his apartment, he set the little box up in the bathroom under his sink and put the food and water dishes in the kitchen next to his stove. Once he filled those up, he set the toys out nearby and then went to check his voicemail. He was pleased when he found out Jack's Pizza had called him back offering him a job. He rang them up and spoke with a man named Edward who told him to come in for work at 11 a.m. the next morning. Jonathan thanked him and hung up the phone, feeling extremely happy. He looked at Boots who was now wide awake and exploring the sofa.

"Imagine that, Boots, I'm gonna be makin' pizza for a livin'," he said to him. "It's not much money but it's enough to live on and put some aside and now I'm finally takin' the first steps towards true independence."

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