" After all the money and treatment, I just have a year six months " she screamed as she drove faster. " I .... I ... Don't wanna try anymore !!!!! " She screamed as she stepped hardly on the brakes causing a screeching sound as she stopped in front of a bar called demons lair.
Stepping right out of the car, she walked directly into the bar as she spoke to herself inaudibly.
" Two shots of Brandy please " she ordered as she sat at the counter.
" Here you go miss ".
Taking it, she quickly gulped them now while ordering for more .
" Just look at yourself Elena " as said drunkly to the cup. " After all these years of working hard and for what ? " She asked.
* Laughs drunkly*
" No love Life, no .... Not even a fuck buddy. Seriously Elle, you are of no use anymore " she said as she gulped down the last bottle of alcohol before her. It was past midnight and she still had to intentions of leaving the bar .
" Easy there young lady " a male voice spoke from behind her startling her in her drunk state. " It isn't nice for a young lady to be out here all by herself and that too in the middle of the night unless she wants to get eaten up by some hungry demons " the man said jokingly as he took a slip from his glass.
" Demons ???, huh " she asked half asleep.
" Yes demons, don't you know the name of his bar ? " He asked.
" Well of what use has the name of the bar got to do with me ? Will it change the fact that I have to live for only a year and six months ?, does it change the fact the I will forever be alone and live my grandpa all by himself? " She asked as she started crying all again.
" Not it won't, but tell me young lady....
" It's Elena " she cut through.
" Okay, Elena why would you live for a year and six months " the man asked curiously.
" Oh my goodness, you don't know? " She asked. Well the amount of alcohol, she had taken made her pour her life's problem to a stranger.
" Know what? " He asked.
" Well, I ..... ( Laughs sadly) . I ..... Elena Shawn or sorry sorry , I Elena John has been diagnosed with brain cancer and the inhuman doctor said I have a year and ..... "
" And what ? " He asked.
" And six months " she said laughing. " Isn't that really funny? " She asked. " It is right ? " She asked in a laugh .
" I .... I .... " But the man couldn't form a coherent statement.
" Sadly it isn't .... " She said finally succumbing into the world of sweet bitter sleep.
" It isn't funny " the man said as he phone rang.
" Hello Edward!!!! " A man shouted from the other side of the phone.
Unknown to Elena, but the man with whom she had been discussing with. Well not necessarily discussing but the man was Edward Jones.
" You should mind your tone Mr Nelson " Edward warned sharply in a harsh tone totally different from how warmly he spoke with the lady besides him.
" You ....you left my daughter crying in the middle of the night, and you talk to me like that , are you crazy ? . You promised us all that you would take care of hwr and what did you do ? You left my poor little girl heartbroken. " The man yelled.
" Hey !!! " Edward warned . " Don't you dare, why should I care about your daughter ? Huh. Tell me what relationship do I have with your foolish daughter ? " He asked harshly.
" You ..... I will just have to talk to your grandfather directly then " the man said as he ended the call.
" Do I care ? " He murmured.
" Elvis " Edward called out despite the raging storm going on inside of him.
" Yes boss " Elvis answered.
" Take .... Take this young lady home now " he ordered calmly as not to waking the sleeping lady in his arms.
" Am Sorry boss, but where does she live ? " Elvis asked.
" The tallest building around the block is where she lives " he asked.
" Okay boss " Elvis left without further questioning taking in his arm the already sleeping Elena from Edwards arms.
" Back to Portland Liam ". He ordered.
* The next morning *.
Little whispers could be heard coming from the dinning room of old man John.
" What do you think she's gonna do when she finally wakes up " Mrs grey asked.
" I don't know Hun, but we gonna wait till she wakes up " Mr grey said.
" Let's just have our breakfast" old man John said.
Last night,they all waited till past midnight for her to get back and fortunately for them she did but in the arm of a stranger startling them all.
" Good morning grandpa, aunty, and uncle grey " she greeted normally as she joined them from breakfast. " Hmmm, pancakes, I love pancakes alot " she exclaimed as she took a bit.
" Elle my love " her aunty began. " How ... Are ... How are you feeling darling? " Her aunty asked nervously, well considering the state by which she left home the day before, they had to be very careful in asking.
" Am perfectly perfectly fine " she answered.
" You sure ? " Old man John asked without looking at her.
" Of course grandpa, and moreover i will be leaving for Portland today " she said.
" Portland ? " Mrs grey asked looking shocked.
" Yes Portland , I need to return to my work and company " she replied as she chewed her food slowly.
" You .... "
" Excuse me grandpa but I must leave " she asked taking her suitcase and other stuff. She desperate wanted to run away from them the last thing she wanted was crying before them.
" Elle " he called out.
" Sorry Gramps but am really running late " she said as she slammed her car door, driving off with full speed.
" Let her go, dad. She's grieving, she doesn't just want to show it " Mr grey said.
" She just a little girl, she shouldn't be passing through all these " Mrs grey
said calmly .
" She isn't really a little girl " old man John said. " She's a Viking rider, a warrior queen, she can't just give up just like that " he concluded.