SECRET | Elijah Mikaelson [2]

My dumb friend

Zoya
The phone went off and there were five sets of eyes on it. Not mine, some of them.

"let me put it on silent mode" I snatch away the cell phone from Hyde before it goes crashing into the wall.
"because you are fresh. Last warning," he glares through his brown eyes, not like Elijah they are of almond shape like Hayley, "these are the jobs for you, the more you wrap up, the more money you get," he handed us a list.

as i got mine i read it "Hyde, It says clean," I bring my lower lip out "clean. What?" And he smirks, but his eyes landed on my lips.
i Cleared my throat a little. But the eyes of that man begin to hover over me. "Turn" he looked at that note in my hand. I turn it "French quarters " couldn't stop myself from voicing it.
"what?" The rest of them ask, "you got the job in the French quarters."
"is that a problem?" He screech in loud voice making everyone goes quiet.
i add"I Can't do this job," his neck breaks me.
The woman who handed me the note chirped "well you can have my job" she handed me her slip and snatched away mine. Hyde says, "don't make it your job, give it back."
I could see that he could yell. I just said, "I can't do it."
"and May I ask why?" It pulls out its chest and invades my personal space.
now or never i voiced "no" By his face, I'm sure he's been pampered by many people.
"very well, so go ahead. Go get changed, clean up the club. If you want to remain here," he spoke with his teeth. I would only blink and breathe when he left.

I watch the clock when Zoe comes up to me, "I know he's freaking out. But till you get some decent job," I smiled at her and handed her her room key "no way you are going to get through an interview in these clothes. So please wear whatever I picked for you"
i voiced "ah- ", but she cut me off " No. I'm going to do my job at 5:00, and then I'm going to take you to this new market under-staffed."
"thanks" guess what it Makes her blush. Well, something makes no difference.
"goodbye," She said, small and pretty.

I'm taking off my clothes so I can have a new one. When the phone display turns on. Looked around. "jack". I just sent back "what?"
I pull out a cream colour tank top "it's been a week. Where Are you?"
"Busy. Later. Take care."
You might wonder what happened. I was on the streets when I met Zoe. I know I have a place at the mikaelson compound, but it's suffocating. Breathing under a safe roof with Hayley is difficult.
Then I have no choice - going to India - about that I call to know how things are going on. They decide to take away my last name and also my middle name. As I snatch away their daughter and son like always. Soon it will be only Zoya.
And my ancestor well back out - a normal curator. A good thing now my screams won't kill people and the bad thing I can't die...
I tried. In Elijah prison -don't blame me. Once in a while, everybody felt the need to start over life again. And yeah Elijah changed...rude Arrogance was not new but angry.it Is not of his so-called anger, but it is bottled-up anger. And a voice roared "Zoya" and that Hyde is a pain I have to endow till I earn a handful to start something new.
And now my aim

I want money .So I can make my appi and jiju proud of me.
"Zoya, " Allah miya
"Yes," I tried to not yell. I fling the oversized jacket and open the door. I saw him on the stairs, leaning on the wall. He eyed up and down "hmm. Follow me.. I Will show your work" a few days.

I was throwing the trash into the dustbin "where are you from?" He smirks "there must be some reason to not go French quarters and stays attach to this corner"
 i make up "I have visa problems. It expires early"
"so from where are you elite one?" even though I am supposed to feel offended how come he found me elite in those pyjamas, tank top, and oversize jacket I am carrying from my 7 years.
"you got manners princess" he was enjoying getting on my nerves
"excuse me." I wipe my sweat from a piece of drape. Yeah, I don't even get an idea of dropping a towel in a suitcase while leaving. Using drapes as my towel these days.

I stepped back into my room and took a breath.As if deja vu i felt the vibration in my pocket again. I throw the drape at a corner and saw his call.
"what?"
"Hey" he sounds low.
"hi" I yawn on call
I waited for some 10 seconds but he threw none at me "jack" I sit a bit tight
"hi"
"wow"
"hmm" The conversation made me laugh and I can hear his short laugh too
"what makes you so low?"
"I made out with Hayley," I slapped my hand on my head. And it's again silent. And if there's something like a groaning laugh. Yeah, he was groaning midway in a laugh. "Zoya, can you help me out? I am tired and I don't want this place or to be on the line. Don't talk. just be with me right now"
"okay" I get comfortable and lay back on the floor.
I can hear some background voices of people rambling around made me think about the outlook of what might happen in the city. His life, and now after a divorce, making out with her. Before I could proceed I heard his cry, and now it becomes more clear. I can imagine him lowering his head, crying his heart out.
And I do as he asks to remain on the line. I knew what he was feeling. I never understand him, he lives for Hayley. But I can't blame him for having a heart.
But that woman divorces my friend. My friend. My jack. Like cursing him because he should file the divorce, not her. And now that women use him and leave him like that.
Left my jack crying. He such a doll. A porcelain doll.