The Secret Life of Destiny Artemis.
Numb
ALERT: This is not like one of my regular stories, if you have read them.
Okay, well I've wondered about writing this story for ages, I've been quite hesitant, until my friend said I should. It's a controversial issue, so sorry.
Disclaimer: Michael Grant owns Gone, and all that jazz. I only own my dignity...for now
Dedication: To Mel Mellark: She told me to!
Destiny sat silently at the end of her bed. She was staring at her stomach. This is not supposed to happen to me, she thought. There was a knock at the door of the small room she was in. She chose to ignore the knock. The knock came again.
"It's Jay, Destiny open the door." He demanded. Destiny ignored him again. "I'm coming in anyway." He announced. He slowly inched the door open and came to sit down next to her.
"What is wrong Destiny? You're really annoying me, you haven't been outside this room in so long."
Artemis thought about this, it was true; she hadn't been outside this room in ages. She cast her mind back to last week, when she was at least marginally happy, when there was something to actually be happy about. Thinking about it made her more upset, but no tears came, she was beyond tears she was numb.
"Destiny! Talk to me." Jay yelled, frustrated.
"I don't want to; I don't want to talk to anyone. Piss off." She said with no emotion in her voice.
"I'm not leaving to you talk to me." Jay persisted. Destiny put her head up, avoiding his eyes, staring blankly at the wall. He grabbed her hand, and this set her to tears. She sighed as she gathered her memory.
Destiny went to visit Mother Mary, with the pree's. Her heart was thumping violently.
"Hey Destiny." Mother Mary said confused. Destiny wasn't rostered on to help work today.
"I need something." Destiny said rushed.
"Ummm, what do you need?"
"Can you just show me where the medicines are?" Destiny fumbled.
"Uh, sure. But what do you need?" Mother Mary persisted.
"I, uh." Destiny said. "I don't know the name of it." Mary shrugged and showed her to her room of medicines. It was extremely limited Destiny thought.
Destiny rummaged through it all.
"Can I help you at all?" Mary asked, completely puzzled by Destiny's behaviour. Destiny shrugged and came across a small box which she immediately put under her tee shirt and rushed out back to her home. Thanking Mary as she ran. Now, I guess I'll have to talk to Sam, She thought.
Okaaay, I'm stopping there not entirely sure if i should go on, i probably will, just so the story goes somewhere, and everyone kinda gets it.
-hippychiKK
Xx.