Perils Of Missing A Goodbye.

| C H A P T E R F O U R : P A R T ( I ) |

CHAPTER FOUR: SURPRISES HAVE NO SYNONYMS.

||PART ONE:

I walk in, breathing in short breaths giving dead calm seriousness a whole new meaning.

That putid mutilated alien!

call down mel.

Im not CALMING DOWN!!

Fine! Fine! don't blame me if someone gets hurt.

Make sense little voice in my head you're part of me so I will OBIOUSLY BLAME YOU!

I think I heard an imaginary sound of my concious falling of its chair.

10 to Melonour 00 to LVIMH.

I dropped my bag and coat on the couch and jumped into my bed.

I stared at the ceiling; my remedy to calming myself down.

calm down calm down calm down ca-

An over excited voice interrupted me.

Sue Elara for ruining the rhythm.

I was so pissed at everthing that my anger blocked out the very loud sound of jangling keys and her kicking the door open.

I remained dead calm with my hand crossed in front of chest.
"Hey." I replied.

I couldn't see her from my bed but I would bet on my collection of books that her expression just changed.

she noticed alright.

"Now what happened?" she asked

"Don't ask."

Okay....I won't."

"May the odds be ever in your favour."

She rolled her eyes and continued walking. She was so used to my way of being angry that it was normal to her. Not everyone acts like a calm desiplinary officer when literely the anger sharks inside are ripping my skin open to let themselves out.

She's used to it but not entirely an expert at handling it. I'm very unpredictable when I'm dead calm.

"I'm hungry.Did you make anything?"
she asked, making herself comfortable on the couch after for sure a long day of philosophy lectures.

"Order takeout." I replied.

It was my day to make dinner but right now...I don't really fancy killing Elara with my anger dosed food.

"I'll just make something, since I Know that not even Tom Felton at the door will get you off that bed." She said particulary to no one since I was not planning on replying.

wait...wait. did she say To-

shut up mind honestly not the time.

All I could think of was how fed up of Crocodile and his bloody attitude problem and chronic ego boostitis.

Im so messed up.I ruined my day and now there's 75% chance I lost my title and my job.

That mudskippers not going burn just me; but the whole history of me.

I'm sure you can imagine how much of effort I have to make to just plaster a fake smile on my face in his presence instead of being honest and breaking his ribs and dishing out rude remarks about how absolutely ugly he is.

I wish I wish oh how much I wish

As a doctor I have the priorites to make my own schedules but as a really young doctor those priorties don't mean anything. I work according to the schedule made by the hospital managment and for reasons I don't know what they are, they made sure I was kept busy 24 7 365 minus a very little free time.