When Troubles Grow Up
CHAPTER 1: A Bad Life
Sienna Brooks had just finished her seventh day of work in Geneva with a faiture. It was a failture because Sienna and her colleagues have been working on Bertrand Zobrist's virus for a week but they hadn't made a palpable progress. Besides, the virus was spreading very fast. Even when they find an antidote for it, the quantity of the antidote wasn't sufficent.
The leader of the group was Elisabeth Sinskey. She was an ambitious woman and she was very experienced but in this case she was feeling useless. She was working really hard and she was encouraging the others to work too. But she was never forcing anyone to work like a slave. She just wanted them to work normally. However, Sienna was working harder than a slave. Was it because she wanted to find savior in sight of Elisabeth or was it because she wanted to put an airs to her colleagues?
The answer was a big NO. It was because she was still feeling guilty for participating the psychopatic ideas of Bertrand Zobrist. It was because she didn't want to return her small apartment that Elisabeth had bought for her. It was because she didn't want to get drowned n the silent cries of her loneliness. It was because she didn't want to see her gift from her past: a bald head which shined like a mirror. It was because she didn't want to see her painful past exceeding in front of her eyes like a film strip. It was beacuse she didn't want to be stuck in a fit of crying which could last for hours and finally it was because she didn't want to be enslaved by a mixture of love, longing, trust and regret.
Yes, that was why she was working extremely hard. But in the end, she was returning home to get some rest. The work was starting at six o'clock bıt Sienna was starting working at half past five. She wasn't making her breakfast at home. Of course she had a kitchen but she couldn't stand loneliness. Then, she was making a cheese sandwich and putting it into her bag but she usually wasn't eating it. She was passing these days like she was fasting to death. She was weakened beacause of the pace of her hard work. She wasn't talking much while she was working. Only if someone asked her a question. This time she was only asnwering the question.
It was eleven p.m and Sienna was walking in the empty streets of Geneva. Suddenly she stopped and looked at the starry sky. "Starts are shining with joy as always" she thought to herself. "There's nothing in the life that a person can be happy for. So, why are they shining?" Then she lovered her regard full of sadness and fatigue.
After a ten minutes of walk she arrived to her apartment building. Her apartment was at the top of the building. So, she opened the heavy metal door and entered to the building. She climbed the stairs and then she arrived at her apartment. She searched for the keys in her pockets. She grabbed the metal and she placed it to the keyhole. After opening the door she took a deep breath. Then she turned the key and opened the door of her hell.
As soon as she entered the house the depressive mood welcomed her. Normally she could stand to it. "It's my seventh day" she tought "I'm used to it." But this time, thing were different. She closed the door behind her. When she turned around to put her keys back to her pocket, she felt dizzy and she sat down leaning her back to the door she closed. Suddenly the tears came and made her view blurry. She tried to fight against them but then she realised that it was hard. She started crying noisily and after a while she lost her consciousness.