This last part is a little short. Please R&R!!!
Elena fumbled with her keys. She finally managed to get the door to her small cottage open. She dropped the grocery bags, letting the contents spill onto the wooden table. She put everything in its place, lining each thing up perfectly. She then walked to the fridge and carefully placed each apple in a row.
Once the grocery’s were done, she grabbed her 19-ounce bag of M&M’s. She skipped over to the couch where six bowls were already laid out on the coffee table. Elena plopped down and carefully opened the bag. She picked out one M&M at a time and divided them into groups by color.
The empty bag fluttered to the floor and Elena beamed down at her candy. Six groups, six colors, she thought. Elena picked up the bowl of red M&M’s and started to line them up on the table, counting them as she went.
“One, two, three,…” until eventually, “twenty-two, twenty-three, twenty-four.” Elena clapped her hands together, overjoyed at the amount of red candy pieces. She repeated this process with each color, but when she came to the brown, a problem occurred.
“Twenty-four, twenty-five, twenty-six.” Her brow furrowed in frustration. Twenty-six was a multiple of thirteen and thirteen was a BAD number! Elena huffed. She could feel her mind slowly slipping out of her control. She fought as hard as she could, but she wasn’t strong enough.
Elena opened her eyes to find everything in disarray. The coffee table was leaning against the wall and the couch was turned upside down. M&M’s littered the floor. She slowly stood up and sighed. Elena walked to the closet and got out the broom. She started to clean up.
Elena wiped her forehead with her sleeve. She admired her work. The living room was back to normal again. A knock on the door startled her. She opened it to find Holly Short smiling up at her.
“Hello, Elena. I’m not to early am I?” she said, offering her a bouquet of flowers. Oh my gosh, I totally forgot about my dinner with Holly, she thought
Elena took them graciously. “No of course not. Come on in,” she stood aside to let the elf walk in. Holly took a seat at the table. Elena walked into the kitchen to prepare dinner.
“So, Elena, are you feeling okay?” Holly asked suddenly. Elena dropped her ladle into the soup. She carefully fished it out and washed it off in the sink.
“Of course I’m feeling okay,” she said, turning to Holly. “Why wouldn’t I be?”
“Because today is Artemis’s birthday.”
Elena closed her eyes for a moment. A single tear rolled down her cheek. She felt a pounding in the back of her mind. No! she thought. I will not give in. Elena turned around and stared at Holly. “Holly, I moved away from Fowl Manor 2 years ago because it was just too painful to be around his parents. Do you think that I need you to remind me of Artemis?” she snapped. Holly flinched back. I’m sorry, Holly, she thought, it’s the only way.
Holly didn’t say a word the rest of the night. Elena bid her a good night and quickly shut the door. She slowly sank to the floor and pulled her legs to her chest. She buried her face in her knees and wept.
“I can help you,” a smooth voice said. Elena’s head snapped up, she glanced around the room.
“Holly?” Elena opened the door and looked around. No one was there. She carefully closed the door.
“I can help you,” the voice said again. Elena spun in circles, trying to find the source.
“Who are you?” she asked, finally.
“I’m someone who can help.” Elena walked into the living room. She happened to glance in a wall mirror. She froze. Instead of seeing her scared face, she saw a wicked sneer. Elena walked closer to the mirror.
“Who are you?” she repeated. The girl’s smile grew.
“My name is Roxy. I live up here,” she tapped her temple and Elena winced as she felt a pounding in the back of her head again.
“How can you help me?” Elena asked, intrigued slightly.
“I can make all of this pain,” she gestured to Elena’s puffy red eyes, “go away.” Elena’s eyes widened.
“You can!” she moved even closer. “How?”
Roxy smiled evilly. “It’s very simple. Just…” Roxy’s eyes glinted. “Give. Me. Control!” Roxy hammered against the walls of her confined space with each word. Elena grabbed her head and grunted in pain. She stumbled backwards. Elena looked back at the girl in the mirror. Roxy’s eyes gleamed with pure hatred.
“No!” Elena yelled at her. “I will never let you win!” She ran up the stairs and into her room. She slammed the door and stood there panting.