Seek And Destroy [COMPLETED]

Chapter 13 : A Single Steady Sound.

A week later...

'I'm done with him. I feel great', I pronounce to Alice.

'Great!', She replied.

'That's a very pretty sunflower', my mother giggled.

She may be dying with cancer; but something had gone wrong with her. She lost it. Sanity. And entered the insane side.

I let out a sigh.

We were all huddled up in the guest room at my house. Mum was a puddle of sheets on the bed while me and Alice cuddled together on the sofa facing the bed.

Edward.

Who's he? I don't know him.

Okay. Maybe I'm not completely over him. I'm staying in control. I've discarded the little feelings I still had for him in the most little corner of my heart.

I need to follow my brain; it's smarter than my heart. My heart is very dumb.

Very very dumb.

'Well I gotta go to work', Alice whispered to my ear.

I just nodded,'Me too. Mum I'll be back in a while'

'Pretty petunias.... what? Okay little petunia....', was all she said.

At least she heard me. But she called me a petunia. Lots of mothers call their daughters after flowers right?

I mean Katniss is from Katnip or something in the hunger games series. Or wait, wasn't she a root?

And there's Prim with Primrose.

With all the leisure time I've had; I've begun reading at the local library. I'm a member now and I'm allowed to borrow books.

I've just finished both the hunger games and divergent series. I even managed to watch the show which spoiled my mood because it was really different than the book.

They cut off most of the exciting scenes!

Okay, calm down Elena. Time for work. Let's go.

Thank you brain.

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I'm. Such. An. Idiot.

It all started like this;

First, I went to work thinking all was fine. I changed into my uniform and started with my chores ( frying fries and making flurries ) and then as one of the cashiers needed to leave for a family emergency ( wife was pregnant ), I had to become the cashier.

Second, I'm a good cashier it's just I don't like the job. I don't normally choose to do it. With my personality change; I don't want to surround myself with people. And just to make it worse. A celebrity just had to step through the door.

Third, normally I'd run but I stood my ground; determined to show him that I was all over him.

'Elena', He said, noticing me as the cashier. His bodyguards were surrounding him as the crowd tried to touch him and take photos of him.

'Hello Sir', I say ,'May I take your order?'

He looks at me blankly. Probably shocked at my ignorance of his presence.

'Sir?', I ask, finally looking at his face, but showing no chance of me ever recognizing him.

'Umm, One Crispy chicken fillet and a flurry. Coke. Big cup', He said, awkwardly.