Oakdale// Ziall+Narry

Chapter 6

i have 600 things to do but like 4 seconds, ya feel?

(also, the last snippet of chapter 5 with the pregnant woman wasn't supposed to be anything like political? Im just introducing the fact that she banged SOMEONE I WOULDN'T KNOW WHO and got pregnant. Theres an affair going on, also abortions were v unsafe back then so thats why she was like im finna die)

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Once the woman had finally calmed down, she began weeping. The vomit was still splattered on the floor and it reeked of a nasty odor. 

"I'm so anxious," She expressed, tugging at her curls, "Im certain ill be in ill hands."

"What makes you say that?" I question in a soothing tone, resisting the urge to gag at the smell.

Stop chatting and clean up this mess, you have one job...and you're failing at it!

Shaking my head, I return my attention to the somber woman. Her arms were wrapped around herself like a false blanket.

"You don't understand," She says, her tone turning distant, "You've just begun working here."

"What-"

I'm interrupted by a load groan that erupts through the living quarters, created by the large cherry wood door that concealed Mr. Malik's office.

Out of the gap stepped a man, whom I presumed was Mr. Malik, that turned his gaze to us.

He took a split second to soak in the scene, before fixing his ebony vest.

My boss had on a dark suit accompanied by dark shoes and a tie, his hair was gelled back except for a small strand that escaped and triumphantly rested down his face.

"I'm displeased to see you slacking off on the job," He slightly glares at me and holds his chin up high, "And for you, Lisa, tomorrow morning for you will meet with me to discuss further living arrangements; until then, I bid you to your room."

Lisa casts her eyes to the floor, slightly biting the inside of her pale and freckled cheeks.

"Well don't just stand there," He says, and points at me, "You, get to work!" 

I stand in shock once again, feeling guilty for making such an awful first impression on my boss.

"I shall depart now." She exhales with a wavering breath, rubbing her stomach as she begins to hobble down the hallway.

"Wait, its not even dawn yet and you're already going to sleep? What about your dinner?" I ask, feeling worried for the well being of her and her child.

"I'll manage." She says, signaling the end of the conversation as she waves her hand down.

I decide to keep my mouth shut, watching as she walks into room 38 and shuts the door silently behind her. After she leaves, i step around the puddle and go the the supply room to grab a mop. 

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"Do you know of a Lisa? She has curly orange hair," I pause, trying to think of another description while making imaginary loops with my finger, "Green eyes?"

"The name seems familiar, I think she may be a caretaker for the patients down here. Why?" Florence asks, taking a piece of stale bread and chewing on it. 

"I saw her today, i think she may be ill." I say, channeling back the memories of her. 

"Really? Poor girl, she come down with day fever? That was atrocious, i had it last month."

"No, she spoke of being," I hesitated, "Pregnant?" 

Florence eyes widened and she quickly looked around us to see if anyone had heard. "Pregnant?," Florence harshly whispered, "Im sure she's mad, day fever makes you say crazy things." 

"She seemed genuine, Mr. Malik came out of his office and told her to say in her room until tomorrow." I reveal, seeing if i can get any more information on Lisa's situation. 

Florence frowned, adverting her eyes to the table next to us. "Im not sure, Niall. She can't be pregnant. How would she even get pregnant? She works down here, Mr. Malik works upstairs and Dr. Fear works in the basement. Those two are the only male staff besides you." She denies, shaking her head. 

Dr. Fear?!

Okay maybe he just had an unfortunate last name, thats all.

"If you say so," I sigh, still feeling uneasy about Lisa, "What even is this junk anyways?" 

"I'm not sure; the lunch ladies would say Sloppy Joe, i would say roadkill with a side of stale bread." Florence laughs, taking a sip of her water. 

We chat until our dinner break is over, and Florence leaves to go back to tending the reception office. 

Before i throw my food away, i grab the two pieces of bread i saved and slipped them into my pocket. 

I hope Lisa likes bread. 

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So, how do you guys like Zen?

Okay guys i know this was a bit of a short one but next chapter you'll see more of Lisa and Avery :)

Today tho i have to haaaaaaard core study for all my classes. Im most nervous for my English and ap bio. 

also if anyone speaks french or knows someone please send them to me. My french teacher hates me bc im so bad at french (i always do my math homework in that class lolz) but we have a final writing project and its so bad :( i dont wanna drop my A in that class rip. 

I hope you dudes have a great day :D ill be on break on Wednesday (but im traveling). 

Also! Pray that i get a computer for Christmas bc that can mean a lot more updates! :)