Hey guys! This is the second part of Glass, I'm sorry it's been a while
since I updated, and yeah I know I said it was only going to be a
standalone but after someone suggested I carry on and, I got my pen to
paper (or rather fingers to keyboard) I came up with this! I hope you enjoy
it and its not too angsty but when I write angst I can never stop! Where
this story is going I haven't a clue but ill have to see how it goes!
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"Abby!"
Just keep walking; it's only 5 metres to the lounge... "Abby!"
1 metre... "Hey!"
Half a metre... "AB!"
I'm at the door... "Dammit abby, it's only me" Susan says catching up with me and grabbing my arm. I reluctantly turn around. "Hey" I smile weakly, "You off anytime soon?" Susan asks brightly, "eeerrr at 8..." I say walking into the lounge and going to my locker. "Wanna go out tonight?" she grins mischievously "Sus... I can't i'm tired enough as it is..." lame excuse I know but anything goes, I just couldn't stand a night out with a very happy Susan at the moment. "Oh come on ab, you've been so down lately. I looked at you in that trauma and thought you need some cheering up". "Susan..." "Okay, how about my place, take-out?" she interrupts. "Susan, I ca..." "Or, your place take-out and a movie?" she's now grinning eagerly at me almost begging on two knees. " Susan, really.." I run a hand through my mussed up hair. She looks desperate. "Oh all right then" I agree "Great!" she smiles "9 okay for you?" "Yea that's fine" I smile half-heartedly opening up my locker and grabbing my purse for an aspirin for my thumping headache. "Cya later then!" she smiles heading for the door as a trauma rolls in. "Cya" I say slamming my locker door shut.
Okay here I am at this little Cafe place round the corner from county that has become my break 'hide-out' now Mcgoos has gone. Fortunately the only county person who comes here is a guy from OB that I don't know so really i'm here by myself in this corner booth. I stare into my coffee for the millionth time in the past five minutes trying to see something in it. And all I can think about is 'Him'.
So yeah 'he' has been gone for over a week now, and I don't think I can stand it much longer. I just want him home so I can find out if he really did dump me or what, I cant seem to do anything else but think of him. My life consists of get up, go to work, come home, lounge around, and go to bed. People would say I was depressed, maybe I am, but all I feel is hurt. The guys at work I think haven't really cottoned on to why i'm this down; they just get on with their jobs. Susan is being quite sweet toward me, but really i'm not in the mood for being 'happy Abby'. I'm just glad no one is treating me like some glass vase, that's why i'm not giving in to the ' Abby how are you?' and things like that. Because otherwise they'll treat me like some distraught person and lock me away in quarantine so no one else could hurt me...quarantine...argh! Why is every single thought of mine centred to him? John Carter.
Just as I down the last dregs of my coffee my pager beeps. Oh god its yet another trauma, here goes getting home early.
" You have 2 unread messages" Hi Abby its just Susan here wondering if everything is all right for tonight ring back if its not cya later girl!!
"You have one unread message" Abby sweetie its just Maggie here um actually this can wait ill call you later, forget it bye!
In was in two minds to pick up the phone and call Susan off, but then deciding that maybe I really do need to cheer up I didn't bother. Maggie...why has she rung? Its not like she does that very often, but i'm not in the mood to argue with my mother so I will do just what she says... forget it!
Looking at the clock, it's quarter to 9, crap! Sus is gonna be here. I run around my kitchen and living room clearing up all the junk that's acuminated over this past week and stuff it in the bin. I jump in the shower, and then change into something other than my sweatpants and NYC logo tee. And choose my jeans and my black top. Just as i'm about to dry my hair the doorbell rings. I quickly tie it up in a scruffy bun and head to the door. "Susan" I try and look as happy as I don't feel "Ab!" she comes in arms full of pizza boxes and videos. "Ready to chill?" she asks " Yea" I smile "What you get? I ask looking at the boxes "Oh pineapple and ham pizza, and pepperoni and a selection of movies. "Sounds good, do you want some plates?" "Nah lets just use the boxes" Susan smiles as we head over to the couch.
Two hours and half later the film finishes. It's was some silly romantic comedy that really just made me think about a load of things i'm trying so hard to forget about. I'm so glad the other film she brought was The Matrix. "Abby?" "Huh? Yea?" I awake from my little daydream "You okay?" "Yea, fine" shit I knew this was gonna come up some part of the evening "No, ab in reality here" she switches off the telly and looks me in the eye "Susan there's nothing to worry about i'm...im..Fine"
She sighs and looks away. Really, I could do with someone to open up too but then again like iv'e said before I can't. "Ab, come on who are you trying to kid I've been watching you all week, you're withdrawn, tired, irritable and a bad idea to talk to. I have a pretty good idea what's wrong but I want to hear it from you..."
What the hell is Susan always the good friend why can she always seem to make me talk about my boyfriends or more so Carter. "I'm gonna wait all night for you to say something so don't think i'm gonna let you get away with this." I inwardly sigh; it's now or never...
I brush the strands of hair away from my face, pull my knees tight up to my chest and turn my head and look out the window at the steady raindrops falling down the glass. "It's just......" I pause looking at her, please not again; I can feel the burning in my eyes and a lump in my throat... "Susan...I don't know what's going on....."The tears fall steadily down my cheeks just like the rain. It's gonna be a long night, I can tell.
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"Abby!"
Just keep walking; it's only 5 metres to the lounge... "Abby!"
1 metre... "Hey!"
Half a metre... "AB!"
I'm at the door... "Dammit abby, it's only me" Susan says catching up with me and grabbing my arm. I reluctantly turn around. "Hey" I smile weakly, "You off anytime soon?" Susan asks brightly, "eeerrr at 8..." I say walking into the lounge and going to my locker. "Wanna go out tonight?" she grins mischievously "Sus... I can't i'm tired enough as it is..." lame excuse I know but anything goes, I just couldn't stand a night out with a very happy Susan at the moment. "Oh come on ab, you've been so down lately. I looked at you in that trauma and thought you need some cheering up". "Susan..." "Okay, how about my place, take-out?" she interrupts. "Susan, I ca..." "Or, your place take-out and a movie?" she's now grinning eagerly at me almost begging on two knees. " Susan, really.." I run a hand through my mussed up hair. She looks desperate. "Oh all right then" I agree "Great!" she smiles "9 okay for you?" "Yea that's fine" I smile half-heartedly opening up my locker and grabbing my purse for an aspirin for my thumping headache. "Cya later then!" she smiles heading for the door as a trauma rolls in. "Cya" I say slamming my locker door shut.
Okay here I am at this little Cafe place round the corner from county that has become my break 'hide-out' now Mcgoos has gone. Fortunately the only county person who comes here is a guy from OB that I don't know so really i'm here by myself in this corner booth. I stare into my coffee for the millionth time in the past five minutes trying to see something in it. And all I can think about is 'Him'.
So yeah 'he' has been gone for over a week now, and I don't think I can stand it much longer. I just want him home so I can find out if he really did dump me or what, I cant seem to do anything else but think of him. My life consists of get up, go to work, come home, lounge around, and go to bed. People would say I was depressed, maybe I am, but all I feel is hurt. The guys at work I think haven't really cottoned on to why i'm this down; they just get on with their jobs. Susan is being quite sweet toward me, but really i'm not in the mood for being 'happy Abby'. I'm just glad no one is treating me like some glass vase, that's why i'm not giving in to the ' Abby how are you?' and things like that. Because otherwise they'll treat me like some distraught person and lock me away in quarantine so no one else could hurt me...quarantine...argh! Why is every single thought of mine centred to him? John Carter.
Just as I down the last dregs of my coffee my pager beeps. Oh god its yet another trauma, here goes getting home early.
" You have 2 unread messages" Hi Abby its just Susan here wondering if everything is all right for tonight ring back if its not cya later girl!!
"You have one unread message" Abby sweetie its just Maggie here um actually this can wait ill call you later, forget it bye!
In was in two minds to pick up the phone and call Susan off, but then deciding that maybe I really do need to cheer up I didn't bother. Maggie...why has she rung? Its not like she does that very often, but i'm not in the mood to argue with my mother so I will do just what she says... forget it!
Looking at the clock, it's quarter to 9, crap! Sus is gonna be here. I run around my kitchen and living room clearing up all the junk that's acuminated over this past week and stuff it in the bin. I jump in the shower, and then change into something other than my sweatpants and NYC logo tee. And choose my jeans and my black top. Just as i'm about to dry my hair the doorbell rings. I quickly tie it up in a scruffy bun and head to the door. "Susan" I try and look as happy as I don't feel "Ab!" she comes in arms full of pizza boxes and videos. "Ready to chill?" she asks " Yea" I smile "What you get? I ask looking at the boxes "Oh pineapple and ham pizza, and pepperoni and a selection of movies. "Sounds good, do you want some plates?" "Nah lets just use the boxes" Susan smiles as we head over to the couch.
Two hours and half later the film finishes. It's was some silly romantic comedy that really just made me think about a load of things i'm trying so hard to forget about. I'm so glad the other film she brought was The Matrix. "Abby?" "Huh? Yea?" I awake from my little daydream "You okay?" "Yea, fine" shit I knew this was gonna come up some part of the evening "No, ab in reality here" she switches off the telly and looks me in the eye "Susan there's nothing to worry about i'm...im..Fine"
She sighs and looks away. Really, I could do with someone to open up too but then again like iv'e said before I can't. "Ab, come on who are you trying to kid I've been watching you all week, you're withdrawn, tired, irritable and a bad idea to talk to. I have a pretty good idea what's wrong but I want to hear it from you..."
What the hell is Susan always the good friend why can she always seem to make me talk about my boyfriends or more so Carter. "I'm gonna wait all night for you to say something so don't think i'm gonna let you get away with this." I inwardly sigh; it's now or never...
I brush the strands of hair away from my face, pull my knees tight up to my chest and turn my head and look out the window at the steady raindrops falling down the glass. "It's just......" I pause looking at her, please not again; I can feel the burning in my eyes and a lump in my throat... "Susan...I don't know what's going on....."The tears fall steadily down my cheeks just like the rain. It's gonna be a long night, I can tell.
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