End Zone (An Austin Mahone Fanfiction)

39. Did You Forget?

My own loneliness was beginning to consume me. I had no real exciting occupations. All I did nowadays was read, eat and sleep. Occasionally I explored social media or watched a movie on Netflix. Sometimes I called up Andrea or Noah or one of my other friends. The room was always empty. Considering I was no longer allowed to help with gang activity, I had nothing to do. I was just to remain here, in Jason's Drug Wonderland because ironically, it's the safest place to be right now. The idea of illegal substances being transferred back and fourth didn't really bother me. The thing that pissed me off the most was that I had to sit here, all alone while everyone else went out running errands. On top of that, I don't talk to much of anyone here either so it's gets extremely boring.

Even Austin is barely around. He's always out taking care of errands for Jason so I don't see him too often. He comes back to our room late. I grew tired of waiting up for him. Sometimes at 2 or 3 in the morning, I feel him crawl into bed and snuggle against me. Then at 6 in the morning he leaves me again and I'm forced to spend the day alone. And I know it's not his fault. I just wish I could be with him when he's out taking care of business. No one's around to talk to...not even Alexandria. I have maybe one companion who sticks around, but always has to leave.

Sometimes, it's just too quiet. Although I treasure peace and quiet, it now disturbs me and makes me restless and paranoid. So occasionally, I take one of the many books from the library area and come downstairs to the lobby, the busiest part of the building, where not only weapons but the drugs and or supplies were transferred in and out. It was noisy, something I began to crave. I always sat on one of the many sofas and read my book or watched people move around.

I hope it isn't like this on my birthday, lonely and quiet. It was tomorrow. The 28th of July. I might bake a cake. Cooking and baking was something I started as a pass time in this place. I'd always make a plate for Austin and leave it out on the table. He'd eat it while I was fast asleep and he'd wash the dishes that I was too tired to handle.

I feel like a house wife with no children. This isn't me. And I'm not a trouble maker. I'm not gonna sneak away or anything. This is just a boring way to spend my summer before college in the Fall.

I've had enough. I'm gonna demand for something to do.

I shut my book and stood up. I straightened my white dress and headed towards the elevator. I passed a mirror and looked at myself. Plain white dress and light brown sandals. I wonder why I bother looking nice some days since I don't go much of anywhere. My birthday and the end of July is near. Half my summer has been wasted. What am I doing with my life right now?

Nothing.

I adjusted my ponytail and trooped to the elevator to the top floor. I walked to the end of the hall and knocked on the door. I heard a roaring "come in" from the middle-aged man on the other side of the door. I opened the door and shut it behind me.

"Good afternoon. " I said. Wods of paperwork were sprawled on his desk. I wonder what they were. I didn't think running a gang was that complicated.

"Good afternoon, Eliza." Jason said. "You look lovely today. "

"Thank you." I said looking at my dress. It was higher above the knee than I was used too. My hands fell to my thighs, lightly fisting the fabric shyly at the complement.

"How may I help you today?" He asked.

"I'm bored out of my fucking mind, pardon my language." I said, flopping onto the sofa in front of his desk.

"I figured. You aren't having much fun here are you?" He asked.

"Nope. With Austin and everyone gone I feel like tea without sugar." I said.