"Let's talk about your childhood,"
I lay staring up at the ceiling that I've now over studied. I know every mark and line. I've counted all the fancy small lights and I could tell you which section is uneven with my eyes closed.
"My childhood was great," I say honestly. It was. My childhood was filled with so muc
When I first met Luke, he'd just gotten into trouble. I'd been driving with Aunty Maggie when she'd gotten the call. I can't remember exactly what had happened that specific time but I know it involved the police.She never even introduced us, we just saw each other for a few seconds before she decided she didn't want me there and took me home.Aunty Maggie wanted to completely separate that life from me and I guess I know why. Besides the fact that I've always had an addictive personality to all things destructive, I knew she didn't want him badly influencing me. So that evening she'd taken me home after finding out what was happening, then she went right back after she'd dropped me off.After that, I'd met him a few more times at random. A lot of the time he'd done som
It feels like it's been forever since I had a normal working day where I go to the office then head straight home after, without Luke whisking me away to some private movie theater or a private dinner party with the Minister of freakin State of Affairs.He's out of the country for a few days and until he's back, I'm going to be eating my lunch at work and going straight home after knock off time.Luke has really introduced me to a life I never knew before, an over the top luxurious life and let's just say I don't hate it. As long as he continues to take me on our occasional McDonald's dates.Our relationship is still unknown at this point as he still introduces me as the girl he's known from back in the day but I don't mind. Who cares about labels when you're having so m
I never really saw Jake as anything other than a boss and a good lay. He has been there for me more than a few times and I guess some sort of a connection formed as a result. Annoying as he is, I know I'm able to count on him. Now especially since I don't really have anyone else in my life. Luke and I still haven't reached that point yet and who even knows where Katie is? Maybe what formed was some sort of a friendship, a friendship with some added benefits. But why is my heart heavy when he tells me he's seeing someone? Why don't I hug and congratulate him instead of just saying, "Oh"?"Yea," he replies simply to me and we just stand there awkwardly for a while. I think he feels it too, the heaviness. He looks like he wants to apologize to me but also, he looks like he wants to tell me he doesn't owe me an explanation. Which he doesn't. We're not anything to each other.
I've never liked amusement parks.Mostly because I don't have the greatest experiences with them, but also because I'm terrified of heights. When mom and I would go with my school back in the day, I'd always got on the smaller, less terrifying rides. That was only when I'd even agreed to get on the rides to start with. Mom would force me or bribe me with candy for that to happen. I'd usually preferred to go wherever she was going, to her utter dismay.I never went back to the park after her death, for various reasons."I'm going to kill you," I say to the crazy man as we make our way through the giant gates of my least favorite place on the planet. He knows this because I told him, many times.So when I stand tall w
I've never in my life seen him so broken.I've said this too many times, he's the strongest person I know.Someone could literally cut off his leg and he'll just smile and say, 'it's ok, it was a mistake'. That's how bad it was.It's extremely rare to see him tearing up in pain, so rare that I don't even know what to do or say to him to make him feel better as it almost never happens.I enter the house that's now become my second home and immediately make my way into his bedroom. I know there are people around but I don't even bother to go and greet them. My friend needs me and I need to be there for him.I enter
"I can't lose her." Is all his lips seem to be able to utter as he drunkly straddles himself on the couch."You're not going to." I say to him again that afternoon as I finish up making him something to eat.I'd decided to make his favorite meal in hopes it'll make him feel a little better. I let the bacon get extra crispy and even let it burn a little. Just the way he likes it.I then put the buttered toast, eggs and bacon on a plate before making my way to him. I put his meal on the table then head to the kitchen again to refill his glass of water."There." I say handing it to him and he wastes no time downing it. I know he had weed too because he's really thirsty. He then grabs his plate to start stuffing his fac
"I'm sorry," is the first thing I say when he finally answers the phone. I called him three times and he's only answering now. He must be upset."Hey Mia, are you okay? You had me worried sick. You left in such a rush I thought something happened," I can't help but smile at his worried tone. I feel like such a bigger ass now for not saying anything to him when I left."I'm great yes. I thought you were mad at me. I'm so sorry for leaving like that. You've gotta let me make it up to you!" I say dramatically."I got your missed calls. I had meetings sorry. And yes, you owe me big time." He says in exaggeration.I got home this morning from Tristan's place then immediately showered to head to work. I needed to be at th
"Let's talk about your grandparents."I was wondering when we were going to get to that.Cruella de Vil and her husband, I'd used to call them. Not just because of their personalities. Grandma had so many surgeries in her life she literally looked like her.Grandpa wasn't bad. He just married bad, I actually felt bad for him. We always had great convos whenever grandma wasn't around but it was like he was afraid of her because he would turn into her whenever she was around."Uhhh... My favorite people!" My sarcasm is really evident because Dr Moyo chuckles."They used to travel a lot. And they had a lot of money." They had seven houses in this country alone.