Elena (Suicide)

Elena

Elena opened the desk drawer. There were some pens, office equipment, some files with important papers in them and a 9mm hand gun. She checked around if there was any of her office mates nearby. It was lunch time. They have all gone to enjoy free time and she could hear them laughing and chatting in the other room. Her best friend Michael was in there too. She knew if she picked up the weapon, there was no turning back. But she had nothing to lose, she was a dead girl. She wrapped her shivering fingers around the cold piece of metal. She recalled the meeting, the letter and the announcement while squeezing the weapon with anger. She got fired yesterday.

She was a hated being. They actually cherished Michael for stepping up and taking her down. Everybody applaud when he was awarded as the branch manager. For the treat, he had ordered pizza for the whole branch. He invited Elena too, but she acted as she didn't hear a word. She actually couldn't believe what he did. Her life, her confidence, her future, he ruined them all. She was sure that she wouldn't get a job again in this country, she never wanted one in the first place. Who would give a job to a person like Elena? She was a slut, an addict. She was bad news.

As her heart pounded violently, Elena picked up the gun. She stood up and walked towards the break room, where the party was happening. She hid the gun to her back and showed up among the happy faces.

"Hey look who finally showed up." Michael welcomed her into his treat. "Come on El have a slice of pizza... it's really good."

"No thanks." She murmured without a smile.

"Come on El don't put on that sad face... think of it as your going away party."

She kept looking at him for a while. She couldn't believe that she was attracted to this man. There she didn't see her prince charming. There was only the devil, and she got no problem with getting rid of the devil.

"Everyone hide your stuff, she got sticky fingers." Said Gloria, Michael's new whore as the rest laughed making her head pierce.

"Nah... I think she learned her lesson." Said Michael running his hand around Gloria. "Haven't you naughty girl?"

Elena slowly brought her hand to front revealing the weapon, shutting down the happy atmosphere, making a huge commotion. "She's got a gun!" She heard the sounds of the panic. "She's a psychopath!"

"Elena?" Said Michael.

"Elena, put down the gun." He continued. "Here, give me that." He gave his hand.

She stared at him. His new girlfriend was crying, everyone knew what was going to happen. Elena slowly aimed at Michael's heart. A sure shot.

"Sweetheart." Michael begged, shivering.

"Please..." Gloria joined him. "Leave us alone you bitch!"

Elena slowly moved her aim to Gloria while everyone watched, frozen.

"Oh my god!" Said Michael shocked. "I'm so sorry..."

Elena squeezed the trigger as the gun blasted at her fingertips. Scattering red blood all over the white wall behind, Gloria fell down to the ground lifeless. They watched her frozen, as she made a pool of blood on the floor.

"Holy shit!" Said Michael.

His grievance over her didn't last long, as Elena changed the gun point back to him.

"Don't do this Elena... I love you... I'll give you anything... We'll get married!" He said as tears drops rolled down his face.

His words made a smile in Elena's face. She watched the begging man, letting him say more and more things he would do in return for mercy. He disgusted her. The thought being in the same room with him disgusted her. She observed him. There was nothing left in him to take. Elena slowly took the gun back shutting the begging man, making him curious. Then she aimed it to her own head.

"Wha... What are you doing...?"

"Elena...!"

Bang!

She squeezed the trigger with shivering fingers, closing her eyes, with a smile on his face.

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