I love you - Denis x Corl

Chapter 1 - Did everyone forget?

Denis POV:

The dreadful sound of my alarm woke me up, it was a typical Monday and I didn't want to go to work. I hated my job, I wish I could do something else. But at least it was temporary.

The sound was awful, I quickly tapped dismiss and checked my phone. The light on the phone hurt my eyes, I scratched my eyes and looked at the phone again. There was something on my calendar, it said "Birthday". "Who's birthday is it?" I said softly, I looked at the date. It was June 5th, it was MY birthday. I looked at the date closely, "How could I forget? My 21st birthday." I asked myself.

I got up from my bed and scratched my eyes again. I did the usual and got ready for work, I had to put on an ugly button up shirt to work everyday. I wish I could just wear a hoodie and jeans, but that wouldn't be "professional". I wish I had another job, a job like the one my best friend had. My friend Braden. He was a photographer, and he also did theater. He is so talented, and what a nice peaceful job he has. He can wear anything he wants, travel anywhere he wants. I would love a job like that, but for now, I can't have one like that.

I walked to the kitchen and put a piece of bread in a toaster. I checked my phone, no one had wished me a happy birthday. I don't have many friends, but I didn't get one text message. But it was like seven in the morning, and it doesn't matter anyway. The toast popped out of the toaster and I jumped. I quickly grabbed the piece of toast and took a bite, it was dry and bland. But I didn't care, I didn't put any jam or peanut butter, I didn't even put any butter on the dry toast. I just ate the toast and left the house. 

I drove to work and walked into the lobby hunching my back. I always stood up straight, but I was just so unmotivated to be at work. I got in the elevator to get to my floor, and someone was in the elevator. I hated these situations, it was a girl. She had short black hair and she was just standing there, I gave her a small nod and a smile then I walked in. I fiddled with my phone until I got to the next floor.

I walked to my tiny cubicle and sat down in my spinning chair. The was uncomfortable and hard, the computer I worked on was outdated and ugly. I just wanted to leave.

It was 12 AM and no one had wished me a happy birthday but my parents. Had no one remembered? Not even Braden, and he was my best friend. I guess no one cared, I don't even know why I cared. I felt trapped, stuck. This was a terrible day, I just wanted to go home.