Effy (Skins Uk)

Chapter two - Clues

I got a job. It's a kebab shop which isn't so bad so I can't complain. Apart from the smell, I can definitely complain about the smell. The money isn't so bad I suppose but hey it's money and money is money. I hoped working would put my mind away from Freddie for at least a short period of time but somehow it's made it worse. Everyday is the same, I go home and my mum asks,
"How was work Eff?" I reply simply, "Fine", then I go up to my room, I plug my headphones in and relax until the next day at work. I don't sleep, I never sleep, thoughts overtake my mind.

I know I'm trying my hardest to cope but really it's not working at all, I need him. I can't stop thinking about him and nobody is here that understands what's happening to me, I need him so damn much.

"EFFY"

Snapping out of my trance I turn around to see my boss looking extremely annoyed, nodding his head towards the second customer of the day. (Let's just say the kebab shop isn't known for it's 'incredible kebabs').

"Right yes, I'll deal with it now"

"Damn right you'll deal with it now" he replied, while staring at me with hatred.

That's it. That was the last straw, he doesn't know what's going on in my head. He doesn't know what I'm going through, he has no idea! What gives him the right to speak to me like that? I'm Effy Stonem and it's about time people began to realise that again. I took my apron off and threw it in his face,

"I quit"

Without waiting for his response I walk out phone in hand and dial Naomi's number, she's got this flat in London and she mentioned about needing a roommate, I'll go.