Dino Thunder: Chemical Beast!

Chapter 11: Everything explained.

It took a while to get the blood on her cleaned off and dress herself. Amelia was so dazed as she mopped the floor, that not even Stevie's tiny whines were noticed. Thanks to Zeltrax and Elsa helping me dispose of all the corpses, the least I can do is clean the bloodied floors. With the mop head being dipped and squished into a bucket of soapy water, the depression she felt weighed on top of her usually energetic self.

"Why did it have to come to that?" In a whisper, she asked herself and plopped the mop head back to the floor to continue. "I'm unsightly. I'm ugly. I didn't want to add more to it... It's bad enough my scars are unattractive and that I can't fix my hair to appear more kept, but now I have my transformation issue in the way," Again, she spoke to no one in particular. "Here I am... I am almost thirty years old and still don't have a boyfriend. Not like it'd ever get one anyway. Who would want to look at such an ugly lady like me?" Her whispers were hardly audible, for she recalled her past bullies criticizing and stealing her glasses or pieces of clothing.

How some groups of girls during her high school years would snicker and laugh each time she'd arrive at the front doors. Moments when she'd wait outside the girl's bathroom and wait for it to be cleared so she could go in, in fear of being shoved into a stall and blocked off by a bully to make her tardy on purpose.

Other memories of how men would pick on her and shove her into her locker, or ask her out to mess with her. Tease her, get her hopes up, cheat on her, it tore her apart during those days, and thinking back on them now only made her realize that not much has changed.

Taking a deep breath, in and out, the mop's handle was leaned against the wall closest to her. With a couple of gentle slaps to her cheeks and rubbing them with her palms, a smile was forced. "Get it together, Amelia! The past is the past and whether you feel lonely or not, you can't let it control you! Loneliness can be a burden but it can also be freedom.~ For instance... I can freely flirt and not expect anyone to feel anything for me! No one would want to be with a crazy and ugly chick like me, hahaha!" As she laughed and reassured herself, her hand wiped a stray tear before she got to work on the floor again.

Countless times she let her mind wander to places regarding Mesogog. Imagining him trying to drink through a straw to suck up a smoothie, to watching him swimming in a pool to save her from drowning. His eyes trained on her the whole time, it made her face turn red from the imagery and distracted her so much that she nearly slipped on the floor.

"Whoa!" Thanks to her hand pressing against the wall, she corrected her footing to refrain from falling, and with a sigh, giggles left her. "That was close! Oh-- look! I'm almost done!" Cheerfully, she beamed and scanned her eyes over the now shiny floor that took roughly an hour or two to clean.

Quite literally, she was at the door in front of the lab room, rung out the mop head, and finished up the last bit. "Thanks to a few trips of renewing the water, the floor doesn't look red anymore!~" Amelia did her best to keep a positive attitude and clapped at her success. However, when the doors next to her opened, a very grumpy Mesogog halted next to her bucket and stared at her. Straight away, the redhead's expression fell to an awkward one before she averted her gaze from his golden ones.

Crap-- crap, that's right... I was supposed to tell him everything. He was probably waiting for me to calm down, get dressed, and finish cleaning up. I overheard him minutes ago yelling at Elsa and Zeltrax... I think it was over the White Ranger again. Ah, so this must be Episode fourteen! So-- that means, this is the beginning of the episode. This also means, his scene just finished and now he's leaving, probably too... Talk to... Me. Embarrassment began to show on her face when she kept her eyes on the hall, to pretend she was checking for uncleanliness.