One year contract

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(Elly)

I was alone.

   At least that was what it felt like. Sometimes you just feel like nothing. And then there's me. I woke up like any other day and screamed. Not that dramatic scream that all the divas do though. It was my nightmare. It woke me up.

   It was late February and things at work started to pile up. Looking at the messy state of my apartment made me chuckle.

   "Huh, what am I doing with my life?" I whispered to myself. Though I thought that I'm still dreaming. Well breaking news girl! It's reality! I had to swallow the bitterly truth.

   Life was just not working out for me. My job sucks, my apartment sucks, everything sucks. Well not my friends and family though. They were my companions. My knight in over-expensive dresses. My quarterback. Wait what?

   Anyways, I then looked at the table clock beside my bed. My eyes widened.

   "Shit!" I cursed. It was past 15 mins after 8. I was late for work, again. "Oh well, I guess it's another day with the Grinch," That's what I called my boss. And off to work I went.

After work, which was forever

  "Can I have another set of those chicken wings?" I shouted in the dinner. "Again? Gosh you youngsters with your metabolisms."

   I ignored her. Like I'd care less. Yes, I might have went a lil bit overboard and ordered 7 sets of chicken wings. But hey, I had an appetite. My friends didn't stop me. They knew me. They  knew what Elly Millers was capable of. Now that I thought about it, it was kinda creepy. Whatever it was time to have fun tonight. And no one can stop me!

   Fatty Elly, of Fat Elephant or Fat El is what they called me in work. Ironically, I'm not even fat. I just had a tremendous appetite. But who's here to judge. We all had our habits. I sometimes took offense, but they're just messing around, right?

   Things couldn't go any better with my friends. I loved them, to the point I thought I didn't need a soulmate hahaha. It's not like I didn't like boys, but most of them just either want to have sex or want to have a girlfriend. That's it. And I was sick of it.

   I excused myself from the table and went to my car. "Thanks for tonight guys, see you next week!" I had the week of and I wanted to do something crazy this weekend. Then my iPhone buzzed in my jacket just before I entered my car. A miss call, from Mom.

   I quickly dialed her back. After 2 seconds of radio silence, someone picked up, but it wasn't my mom. It was my dad. He didn't had a phone. He said it rotted the brain. I tried persuading him to even try, but he just doesn't like the idea of phones than classic books.

   'What's wrong dad? Where's mom?' I shouted though the phone. My dad answered in a slow tone. 'Come home my lil Elly, we need you here.'

   Before I could say anything he hung up. I tried calling back a few times but he didn't answer. Shit this wasn't good. I had no choice, I had to cancel my plans for the weekend and go back to my hometown, which was 3 hours from where I worked.

  I just hope they're fine.