Title: Secrets
Fandom: Constantine - General Movie
Characters: Ellie
Prompt: #47 - Heart
Word Count: 369
Rating: PGish
Summary: Ellie's ten secrets.
Author's Notes: The characters of Constantine do not belong to me. This is also being used with the prompt of “Ten secrets you wouldn't tell anybody else” over at
justprompts.
Ellie had decided to write in her journal for the time being. She couldn't sleep, but her companion for the night had no problems with that. Balthazar never did have a problem with sleeping, but she did. No matter. She quietly took her journal and herself into the living room where she turned on a lamp and picked up a pen. She turned on the television on low to a news channel just so she could have something on in the background. She tapped the pen on the journal cover before opening it and uncapping the pen. She quickly wrote down numbers and then thought for a moment.
These are in no particular order she decided to put at the top, where she had left enough room for it.
- I know who my father is. I don't ever want him to find out.
- Being a prostitute was always my chosen profession. I couldn't think of being anything else.
- I am very glad that I gave my first time to someone I love instead of a fling.
- I love cooking shows even though I burn water.
- I don't need to sleep through the night. I can take little cat naps and still get the same effect. I'm not sure if this is due to having too much caffeine in my system or what it is.
- I am not afraid to go to Hell. I just don't want to go to Hell. There is a difference.
- I wish people would stop picking me up at bars.
- I pity John Constantine. I wish I could stop that feeling.
- I think Gabriel's plan is going to fail.
- I see a psychologist from time to time, either him visiting me client or I'm visiting him as a patient. He's the one who recommended I did this and either show only the people I trust or nobody at all. I think I'll show Balthazar, but I don't know how he'll react to the second one. He knows the third one, even though we were only starting the relationship and hadn't gotten to love yet.
She sighed as she put the pen down, feeling tired again. A hour had passed since she started writing. She closed the journal and went back to bed, curling up against her lover.