A compilation of 2 quarantine short stories
Sugarless ✔
"Are you seriously staying in your pajamas all day?"
"Shut up, I'm procrastinating"
Love might knock on your door when you least expect.
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Once Upon a One Night Stand ✔ (discontinued)
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"Can you chill?" I ask Giada, making her look at me. She's been anxious all day, changing outfits a thousand times and never standing still. "It's fine."
"I'm chill," she says, staring at the door to my parents' apartment as if it is poisonous.
"I'm going to open the door," I warn. "Let me know if everything starts to burn or something."
She takes a deep breath and intertwines her fingers with mine. "It's fine. Let's go."
I jab the key in and open the door, tugging at Giada to get it. She moves slowly, as if her feet have turned into jelly and she can't really stand. I'm starting to wonder if this was a good idea.
"Are you okay?" I ask, hanging my jacket on the coat hanger and kicking my shoes off before moving to help Giada out of hers.
"I'm fine," she says, but shudders at a loud noise from the living room. It's only the TV, but it's enough to make her anxious.
"Giada..." I start, but she doesn't let me say anything.
"I'm fine, really. I just want to cause a good impression."
"And you will. They're not going to bite your head off. I think."
She nods and tightens her grip on my hand. I lead her into the leaving room, shouting a quick "I'm home". They always hated screaming in the house, but I'm hoping I won't get scolded with Giada here.
Mum's blonde head is peeking from the couch, and she gets up as soon as we enter the living room. I swallow hard as she walks towards me, knowing how little we've talked during this time.
"I thought this was close family," Giada whispers, holding onto my arm.
I frown. "It is."
"Why is your Aunt Laura here, then?"
I don't have time to process because mum reaches us quickly. I don't know which one of us launched into the hug first, but I grip her as hard as I can. Somehow, I feel a weight lifting from my chest. She didn't yell or get mad at me.
"I'm sorry," I whisper.
"I'm sorry too," she says, and we part from our embrace.
"Hi." Giada says shily once mum's eyes turn to her. "I'm Jade."
I suppress the urge to roll my eyes at the name. It has been a long time since I heard her say it, and it is almost completely erased from my mind. I didn't expect her to still be using it, but I guess she still prefers to blend in.
"Hi." Mum smiles. She's trying and I know she hates this more than Giada herself. I bet she was against this relationship as soon as dad told her about the issue with Giada's father. "It's so nice to finally meet you."
What a liar.
"Jade and I are together. Dad told you, right?" I ask to divert mum from Giada before her poor jelly legs decide to give in.
