Elysium

Chapter Six

I decided to head back to the table Liam and I occupied. I open myself up and end up abandoned, in the middle of a city I'm not very familiar with. A great experience I will be able to tell someday. It always occurs to me so I shouldn't be surprised.

After sometime of self loathing I began to realize I had no way of heading back to Carter's apartment. This city is new to me and I had no clue how to wonder my way around, especially at this time. Dialing Carter's cellphone I am instantly replied to by a monotone woman. Her phone must be dead or off but I can't do anything about it and I didn't get anyone else's number. The door opens welcoming the crisp cool summer air of London as a group of guys walk in. They are seated in the booth in front of me, taking most of their time to fight as to who gets to sit by the window I couldn't help but giggle at them. One of the strange boys dressed in a white shirt and black jeans with holes to the knees that seemed to hug his small legs looked at me and gave me a small smile causing me to blush out of embarrassment. As they were seated the waitress came my way and I wasn't sure if I was truly ready to leave.

"Is everything alright Miss?" She is now standing next to the table.

"Yeah I am actually may I get the check please?" I asked her politely. I assumed she was ready to kick me out because she had the check right inside her button up shirt pocket.

"I know it's none of my business." She stated with hesitation as I looked up from the pricey meal Liam and I had just had. "But the guy you arrived with, leaving with that strange girl when you weren't in your best state, was very low of him to do. And on top of that he left you with a check?" If I was honest him leaving me here didn't bother me until she pointed it out, come to think of it no thing really bothers me until someone actually points it out. Why am I so surprised when people take advantage of me when nothing seems to bother me?

My blood begins to boil, not because Liam left me but because of my venerability. When I look up she's smiles sadly and the group of young guys in the booth in front of me begin to listen to what she's stating.

"You know what love, it's all on me. Don't even worry about it!" She smiles politely but I refuse to let her pay, I have the money and I know how hard it must be for her to make a living; for all I know she had children of her own to feed and doesn't need to be feeding me nor Liam. Before she goes any further with this debate I hand her the cash and leave a heavy tip. As I gather my things with no sort of actual direction. I'm interrupted by a strangers voice, not to far from me.

"Hey, are you doing alright?" The boy who I had previously shared a moment with questions.

" Um, yeah. I'm doing fine thanks for asking." I lie.

"Do you think I'm mental? I can obviously tell your not." He speaks again but this time looks out the window and scoffs as his friends look my direction.
"You're not from here are you?" One of them speaks. His dirty blond hair seemed to be tangled and looked as if dreads were starting to form, due to the fact that it was curly. The black shirt, imprinted with strange symbols in the center, only brought attention to his pale skin.

"Come on love, speak up will you?" He questions again.

"No I am not."

Satisfied with my answers he motions me to sit next to his friend who I had assume is still upset with me for no important reason. I hesitated before actually gather the courage to sit by the strangers. They didn't seem to have any bad intentions and I was in no rush to try to find my way back to Carter's apartment.

"Your name?" He ask's.

"Leah, no I'm not from here by the way, I'm from America."

"So Leah, from America. I'm Ollie, this is my friend Adam." He gestures at the young boy with light brown hair sitting next to him as he smiles and waves at me.

"Then we have Dan and Mathew." He gesture over to the two boys seated on the same side of the booth as me.

"Dan is the odd one as you can tell. Very posh and very British!" He jokes.

"But anyways, what brings you to London?"