I calmed myself, not wanting to cry around these strangers in the coffee shop. "Im okay.. just. Something happened the other day that upset me.. and I just got reminded of it."
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I calmed myself, not wanting to cry around these strangers in the coffee shop. "Im okay.. just. Something happened the other day that upset me.. and I just got reminded of it."
I frowned and slowly let go of her hand. "What happened?" I asked.
"I'll tell you another time.." I said softly, and I looked back at her, after a few moments I took a deep breath. "So, you excited to start the job? Im sure you'll get it." I said.
I shrugged. "Not really. Working isn't much fun.. But money is money!"
"Well this job is cool. You get major discounts on things in the store, and everyone else is cool. Especially the kids who come in." I said.
I smiled. "Well that's good. " I replied, finishing my cold drink.
"Yeah.. you doing anything later?" I asked her, still very relived we had gotten off the other topic.. she looked very beautiful today..
I shook my head. "Nope." I replied with a smile.
"Maybe we could hang out again. I mean, if you want to." I said, remembering what had happened last time.
I smiled slightly. "Yeah, of course." I replied. Is this really a good idea?
"Alright, ill see you later then, gotta go." I said, smiling, and I stood, heading to the door.
"Bye." I answered with a sigh. When she left, I went home. Why was she so upset? What happened?
When I got home I took a shower, and I called in 'sick' for work. I wasnt well enough to go there now, after what happened. I got dressed and I looked at my red skin. It will fade. But I still felt gross..
I got on Madeline's R.I.P page and I scrolled through the comments. People who didnt even know her are saying that they miss her. That pisses me off!
Come over whenever you want. I sent to Constance and I cleaned up the house a bit and I sat and brushed my.damp hair. I glanced.down at my cuts, seeing that they were healing. I smiled slightly and ran my finger over them.
On my way. I sent. I drove to her house and I got out, knocking on her door.
I set my brush down and I got up and opened the door. "Hey." I said, smiling and I hugged her and then let her in. "Hungry?" I asked her.
I shook my head. "No, I'm fine." I replied, smiling at her.
I smiled and shrugged. "All right. So how have you been? Besides applying for the job." I asked her.
I smiled. "I'm alright.. So.." I suddenly got serious. "What happened?"
I froze And I sat on my couch and I held my head in my hands. I knew she wouldn't give up on asking untill I told her. "Fine.." I began, and I immediately started to shake , memories coming back to me. "My ex.. after volleyball practice he.. found me and..." I tried to keep a steady stream of words, but the tears kept coming. "Raped me." I managed to say..
I immediately wrapped my arms around her and I hugged her tightly. ".... I'll kill him."
I just stayed there in her arm, and cried softly in her shoulder, then it turned to soft sobs.. I was glad she was here.. I really was.. after a while I slowly pulled back, wiping me tears. "He left town. I dont know where he went.."
I gently took both of her hands in mine and I squeezed them. "You have to press charges Adira.."
I looked down at our hands and I squeezed them softly. "I will.." I said , then looked up into her eyes. "Thank you.. for being here."
(Brb, going to the dealership to get my mums new car.)
I smiled and nodded, looking down at our hands. This time I didn't pull away. "I'm always here."
Back!
I was surprised she didnt yank her hands away this time. It made me feel.. better.. "Thank you.. so much.." I said and I kissed her cheek softly.
When her lips touched my skin, it began to tingle. I blushed and gave her a comforting smile. "No problem.." With a pang of hope, I began to wonder if she's straight or what.. No.. It's just a friendly kiss. Because we're friends.
I looked back into her eyes, and ive never seen anyone care about me so much, I laced out hands together and I felt my.cheeks get red.. was I falling for her?.. she wouldn't go for mex especially after what happened with her..
She's holding my hand.. Oh my god, she's holding my hand.. I was desperately trying not to blush. It's been so long since I've held someone's hand like this. I hardly know her, and yet I feel such a strong connection with her.