WHO: Susan Bones & Ernie Macmillan. WHAT: A rather tense moment in their friendship. WHERE: The Apothecary Greenhouse. WHEN: Close to closing time. RATING/STATUS: PG - I can't picture it going up much higher than that. / Open to Ernie Macmillan.
Susan was frustrated and angry and so bloody confused that her head felt like it was going to fall off. Susan never thought that it would get this complicated this quickly and she never wanted to hurt anyone in her whole entire life. This is what she got for being selfish for once in her life. After scribbling down a final note to Marcus, Susan closed her journal for the evening and went about getting ready to close the Apothecary. Susan was upset that after Ernie told her he wasn't going to talk to Marcus, he turns around and lashes out at him. At least, that what it seemed like to her, after all, what could Ernie have possibly said to Marcus to make him that bothered and question her? Running her fingers through her hair, she sighed and moved through the shelves rearranging jars that were misplaced and marking some that needed to be refilled. Her mind was anywhere but on the work in front of her. Fingers plucked jars and boxes from their shelves, as she moved them to the counter to be cleaned out and refilled and replenished. Luckily, Tuesdays were always slow on orders, so most of her restocking was done on Tuesdays.
Stacking up a few empty jars, she moved through the shop and into the backroom to clean them out. Turning on the faucet, she rolled up the sleeves to her pale yellow and black checked shirt and grabbed the bar of soap from the dish. Fingers were coated with dirt, and left smudgy fingerprints on the edge of the basin as she worked the tops off the jars and piled them off to the side. A little bit of housework would do her good, at least with housework she could let her mind wander and not really have to put forth too much effort in cleaning. Besides, after everything that happened, a good scrubbing was what Susan felt like she needed. She needed to clear out her mind just as much as she needed to clean out the jars.
Bright auburn curls framed her face and fell in her dark green gaze as she took out all her pent up frustration out on the jars. Scrubbing them until they were perfectly spotless and then scrubbing them more. Her mind just kept playing over the past few months in her head; the attempted robbery, the breaking off the engagement, the date with Marcus, the reaction Ernie had, the second date with Marcus, and now the unveiling of Marcus to Ernie. Susan knew in the long run this was for the best. Susan just wished she didn't have to hurt Ernie in the process. Of course she was upset about having to be selfish, but a girl as selfless as her had the right to call the shots once in a while. If she was meant to be with Ernie, she would never had any doubt in her mind to begin with, she never would have implied that they really shouldn't get married, and she would still be planning a wedding. She knew in her heart that whatever her and Ernie have, if it's meant to happen, it will.