Breaking The Grey [Book #2]

Chapter 34

Allie

I may or may not have flipped the room upside down looking for my journal. I had it when I came back from Maliah yesterday, but now I can't find it.

I look at over at North's mini office on the left side of the room. Her desk is kind of messy with papers and books. I think my journal is there, but I don't want to touch any of her stuff. She gets really annoyed when something appears moved or messed with. She's just good at keeping track of her shit.

"I can't find my journal!" I shouted loud enough so North can hear through the kitchen.

"Are you sure you didn't leave it at Maliah's!?"

I sigh, "I'm sure!"

"Check my desk! Just don't separate the papers!"

Finally, permission to raid the only spot I haven't searched.

I walk over to her desk and look over it. Papers ... everywhere, but a specific paper catches my attention because its the neatest and whitest one.

Certificate of Death ... Nora Millian.

I feel my heart sink a little. I feel like I shouldn't look at this, like I should just put it to the side somewhere and pretend I never saw it. I'm seriously curious as to how they died, but I won't be a douche bag. North should be the first to know how they passed.

So I do what any good person would do and turn the paper face down and continue my search. I move things around carefully. I hear the papers scrape against the desk. Nothing is here. It's just some small little pocket notebooks and what not. I really hope I didn't leave my journal at Maliah's. I'll have to wait another day to get that back.

"Did you find it?!"

I groaned, moving away from her desk, "Noo!"

I throw myself down on the bed. It feels good to be back home. It also felt good to see Maliah again even though she wasn't in the best of moods. North thinks Maliah's getting sick herself.

Maliah explained to me the extent of PTSD. She said she can diagnose me, but it's different for everyone in a way. I'd have to be having more episodes frequently. I hope I don't have it though. There's already enough wrong with me and putting more stress on North isn't something I plan on doing.

"I think you left it." North said, making me jump a little. I didn't hear her coming.

"Yeah." I replied dryly.

She folded her arms and leaned her head against the door, "I made you egg whites and some bacon."

I smiled and perked up, "I love your egg whites and bacon."

She smiled back, "That's why I made it."

"So, when are we going to ... ya know ..."

"When are we going to what?"

"Go back to my old house and approach whoever is in it."

"Oh, that. I don't know, I feel like you need more time ..." She said trying to work her way around saying not anytime soon.

I spoke sternly, "North, I refuse to wait around any longer."

"Allie, you just had an episode two days ago. What makes you think you won't have another one? What if its worse the next time around?"

"I don't care," I argued. "We need to make this happen. I hate waking up everyday knowing that they can disappear any second."

She sighed and rolled her eyes, "Can we discuss this after we eat breakfast?"