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The Unbearable Burdens of Ella-may Todd
Chapter 4:
I sat up in the back, We had arrived at a modern-looking apartment.
My face was puffy and sticky from my tears I could barely open my eyes. I felt like I was done I wished that I could just stop just give up. There was no other way to say It then I was just simply just tired.
And then I ask myself why? why does this have to be my life? I was never a bad person but yet somehow I was caught up in losing everything that had ever made me smile even just a little.
As I sat there in deep thoughts, a strange memory came to me. I was eight, My father was being treated for cancer and it was finally going away. I remember him on radiation when I was younger he always looked so...broken but he was finally getting better little did we know years to come the cancer would come back for revenge and stronger than ever, I had stayed with My grandma, I was more of baby-sitting her she was old, she had dementia. She kept calling me Sady. I was holding my favorite orange cat next to the window and then in came a nurse from the nursing home and said "bit stuffy isn't it?" I remember just looking at her, she opened the window and then out goes Willy my cat. My mother tried to say he was free now but it did not dry my tears he was my best friend. We never found Willy, for all I know he got turned into road kill. I don't know why all that mattered now an hour after my own daughter's funeral. I guess I just liked to torture myself. Oh me and all my tortured thoughts. Sometimes life just seems like chapters of goodbyes. There are no forever's.
"Ella, please! for the fifth time just answer me! its ok." I snapped out of my thoughts and I opened my door got out of the car and leaned against the door I had slammed shut. Falcon got out and retrieved a small key painted black from his pocket and walked towards apartment 13. I followed reluctantly. He hastily shoved the key into the lock an turned it he opened the door and cool air wooshed out. He stepped inside flicked a light on and set keys down on a table I followed him in he told me to sit down and like a robot I obeyed I didn't have my own thoughts, I didn't know what to do I had to be ordered. I felt like nothingness. I sat down on the burgundy leather couch. He went into the connected kitchen and rummaged in the cupboards. He brought back a handful of vanilla wafers and a glass of iced water with a lemon.
" I wasn't hungry." I said in a monotone voice not even looking him in the eyes. "I don't care just drink." he said and I did, the water felt good on my aching throat although I claimed I wasn't hungry or thirsty. "I looked Mr.Valentino up before the funeral. I know where his 'office' is. It's past St. boulevard, in the slums." Falcon had a look of disgust on his face as he spoke of my daughters possible murder. As the words reached my ears I felt my insides turn grey like snow next to a city street.
Tears streamed down my face. It was too much I didn't have to be strong. Falcon squatted in front of me and looked into my eyes as I cried. My tear dripped of the end of my nose and onto his cheek. I put my hand on his cheek and wiped the tear away with my thumb. He put his hands onto my shoulder and pulled me into a sweet hug my nose was in the crook of his shoulder and neck I could smell Abercrombie and fitch, I just let him hold me. If anything was true at all it was that at that exact moment I deserved to be held more than anyone else. I had lost everything and I had nothing to gain. I pulled away after a moment and said " Well are we going there or not?" "Wha? OH! yeah!" Falcon had just been pulled from a deep thought. He grabbed keys off the table, and headed out the door in a jog faster then my brain could process what he just did. But I headed my way to the car. I sat in the front passenger seat this time and when did falcon smiled at me with a bright smile and then quickly turned it into a smirk in the mirror hiding his happiness that I had chose to sit beside him. He backed out of the driveway and turned left. Towards the slums. We passed Jimmy's grocery store. Donnas dollar store. and some fancy new Mexican restaurant. It was about a mile before we saw anything else other than the open road and trees, we passed a old burnt down clinic and turned into the road just beside it. I saw apartment buildings with nasty graffiti'd words on the building and some gang names. there were trailers that didn't belong in the parking lot. I didn't even think this apartment had a landlord, when we drove further in I learned it didn't. The entire left side of the building had been destroyed by a huge tree revealing kids playing in what was remaining of those rooms.
We pulled farther in and in front of a trailer. "There. that's his place." Falcon said. I opened the door and walked up to his place, Falcon stopped me and placeed something cool and steel in my hand it was a handgun. I looked up at him my mouth open " no! this is the very thing that killed my daughter." "wrong. a person killed your daughter." I put the gun in my shirt hidden away in my bra in case I needed it. I walked up and knocked on the door 3 times and it opened i looked down to see a small shirtless child. "Are you coming to take me away?" he said "no, is Manny here?" I replied.......
To be continued.
Tears streamed down my face. It was too much I didn't have to be strong. Falcon squatted in front of me and looked into my eyes as I cried. My tear dripped of the end of my nose and onto his cheek. I put my hand on his cheek and wiped the tear away with my thumb. He put his hands onto my shoulder and pulled me into a sweet hug my nose was in the crook of his shoulder and neck I could smell Abercrombie and fitch, I just let him hold me. If anything was true at all it was that at that exact moment I deserved to be held more than anyone else. I had lost everything and I had nothing to gain. I pulled away after a moment and said " Well are we going there or not?" "Wha? OH! yeah!" Falcon had just been pulled from a deep thought. He grabbed keys off the table, and headed out the door in a jog faster then my brain could process what he just did. But I headed my way to the car. I sat in the front passenger seat this time and when did falcon smiled at me with a bright smile and then quickly turned it into a smirk in the mirror hiding his happiness that I had chose to sit beside him. He backed out of the driveway and turned left. Towards the slums. We passed Jimmy's grocery store. Donnas dollar store. and some fancy new Mexican restaurant. It was about a mile before we saw anything else other than the open road and trees, we passed a old burnt down clinic and turned into the road just beside it. I saw apartment buildings with nasty graffiti'd words on the building and some gang names. there were trailers that didn't belong in the parking lot. I didn't even think this apartment had a landlord, when we drove further in I learned it didn't. The entire left side of the building had been destroyed by a huge tree revealing kids playing in what was remaining of those rooms.
We pulled farther in and in front of a trailer. "There. that's his place." Falcon said. I opened the door and walked up to his place, Falcon stopped me and placeed something cool and steel in my hand it was a handgun. I looked up at him my mouth open " no! this is the very thing that killed my daughter." "wrong. a person killed your daughter." I put the gun in my shirt hidden away in my bra in case I needed it. I walked up and knocked on the door 3 times and it opened i looked down to see a small shirtless child. "Are you coming to take me away?" he said "no, is Manny here?" I replied.......
To be continued.
Please keep posting what happens to Ella, Kaylee! This story is keeping me on the edge... it's amazing.
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