Disclaimer: I do not own the Twilight Saga.
I had two broken fingers, but no one seemed to know why.
Harry had walked me to the hospital then Embry had come by to pick us up after I had been all casted up.
They were both extremely concerned. And they had every right to be. What could I have possibly done to break two fingers?
"Kelly?" I smiled as I entered the shop. I had worn my apron from home. I hadn't been to work in two weeks. I missed it.
"Hey Embry!" He just stared at me.
"What're you doing here?" I shrugged, walking towards the counter.
"Coming to work? I'm pretty sure I still have a job here." He nodded.
"I guess… But, your hand..." I glanced down at the neon pink cast.
"What about it?" Embry sighed, shaking his head at me.
"You're incredible," he muttered. But he got out from behind the counter and I eagerly hopped onto the stool.
"Just don't hurt yourself. I'll be back in five minutes." I nodded.
"Thanks Embry." He waved and walked out the door.
I sighed contentedly at the store. It was nice to be somewhere that was familiar. Not very many places were. And seeing Embry was good too. Outside of my family, he was the only person I really knew.
"Embry?" I glanced behind me. Embry hadn't said anything about someone in the back...
"He's not here!" I called back. There was no answer.
Instead I heard boxes falling over and being pushed aside as the person rushed into the front.
"Kelly." I blinked at him.
"Paul?" I slapped my hand over my mouth. This Paul person had been on my mind all week. But I didn't know a Paul...
"No, Jason." His eyes narrowed, and I couldn't tell if he was being sarcastic or not.
"Sorry... Jason. What can I do for you?" He raised an eyebrow at me.
"I work here. What's wrong with your hand?" He gestured at my cast and I pulled it behind my back.
"Nothing."
"So you got a cast, for nothing?" I nodded, looking away.
He scoffed.
"Got a Sharpie?" I took one off the counter and handed it to him blindly. This was kind of weird.
I didn't notice him come up behind me, until he took my arm.
I gasped.
"Don't worry, I'm just signing it. Who's Harry?" Was it just me, or was that jealousy in his voice?
"M-my brother."
"Oh." He cleared his throat, and then only the sound of Sharpie against cast could be heard.
"Done." He released my arm, and I immediately brought it up to my face to see what he had written.
'Hope you recover from nothing soon. Don't hurt yourself, Jason'
I dropped my arm, Jason smirked at me.
"I've got to go, shift's over. See you tomorrow Kelly, maybe then you can tell me what really happened."
"Bye." Jason left, and not too long after, Embry walked in.
"Was that-?"
"Jason? Yeah, he said his shift was over. Has he always worked here?" Embry stood by the door staring at me like I'd grown a third eye or something.
"Jason?" I nodded. "You're just messing with me." I shook my head. Now I was confused. Did I missed something?
"He signed my cast, see?" Embry walked towards me slowly. Still acting as if I'd lost my marbles.
He read my cast at least three times before picking up the phone.
"What's going on?" Embry was on the phone for all of ten seconds before he slammed it down again and turned to glare at me.
"Do you know who Paul is?" The name triggered something in my head. Or, it almost did.
Every time I tried to think of this Paul person, my fingers would throb. So I just avoided it. At least, I tried to.
So I shook my head, no.
"Why?" Embry sighed, gripping the edge of the counter for support.
"Nothing, I guess. If you don't remember..." He frowned at me, sighing again.
"Embry, who's Paul? Should I know him?"
"Kelly? Is there something I should know?" Now I frowned.'"About you?" I shrugged, looking away.
I was pretty sure I knew what he was getting at, but why would I bring it up when he wasn't sure himself?
"Kelly. You can tell me, I won't judge. If there's something going on at home, or-"
"There's nothing going on at home," I snapped.
Everything was fine. Harry was fine. And mom was...fine.
"Okay, okay Kelly. As long as you're sure..." He shrugged, seeming to drop the subject.
But I couldn't. I had to tell him eventually. May as well be now.
"I suffer from memory loss. Or what I like to call: fate hates me and I have no social life because of it." Embry nodded slowly.
"So, this happens a lot then?"
"What?"
"This forgetting stuff." I rolled my eyes.
"All my life."
"So you do know Paul, you just...Forgot?"
I shrugged. "Sure, let's go with that." Embry groaned, and started pacing around the store, throwing glares at me every couple steps.
"Just like Paul to find the most complicated..." His voice trailed off and he sighed, stopping. "Maybe you should go home Kelly." I frowned.
I knew it. I knew he would fire me if he found out.
"But, my shift's not over." Embry smiled apologetically.
"I think it's better you take the day off. Rest that hand, you know? I'll see you tomorrow, okay Kells?" He put his hands on my shoulders, steering me towards the door.
I could only nod helplessly as my heart beat picked up.
Embry dropped his immediately, opting to run them through his hair instead; which, honestly, wasn't much better.
"So, I can come back tomorrow?" Embry smiled at me.
"Of course. There's way too much fun to be had to fire you now." He winked and I nodded, taking deep breaths.
"Goodbye Embry." He stood at the door as I walked away.
"Don't be so dramatic," He called, still chuckling. "See you later Kells!"
Heeeey guys...
It's been a while...
I guess I kind of lots motivation for a while, I've actually been writing this chapter for a month. It's kind of sad.
But I finished! It's kind of bad, I honestly don't think it can compare to the previous chapters, but it's up! And hopefully, I've regained enough motivation to make the next chapter better.
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