Wandering

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"Chiara!" Harry's voice boomed through the house.
"Yeah?" I shout back weakly.

I was scared shitless. What if he found out about last night? He would tell my mom and that would not go down well either. I swear if he found out... I don't even know what to think. He knocks on my bedroom door and I mutter a 'come in'.

"Um... Chloe persuaded me to get your phone back so... here." He throws my phone back to me. "Jess deleted their contacts so it's not much different. Oh and my numbers on there too... but don't call me." He says rudely.
"Thanks." I whisper. 

I unlock my phone and search through my contacts. She really did delete Romeo, Rose and my Dad. Wow. What about my pictures? If she deleted them, once I leave her I'm never speaking to her again. 

Please. It's all I want.

I click on the photo app and close my eyes in hope. Three.

Two.

One.

I open my eyes slowly.

Tears prick my eyes.

She didn't delete them. I'm so glad, she probably didn't think about it. She would have stepped one heck of a boundary if she deleted all of them. Every single photo was still there. The photos  at the lake. The photos at sunset. The videos of Romeo and me singing in the hotel room. Everything. 

From the borrowed phone, I added all the numbers from that to my old phone. I went to go text Rose first.

ME: LOOK WHO GOT THEIR PHONE BACK

I clicked on my Dad's contact.

ME: DAD! It's me! I got my phone back

Finally Romeo

ME: hii romeo :)) xx

I sat waiting for a response. A smile tugging on the corners of my lips. A part of me had came back- the happy me. I had quickly sent a text to Chloe on my phone too. She replied instantly and knew it was me. She was so happy that my life was slowly coming back to me. From Chris' borrowed phone I added my new phone to the groupchat we have.

ME: added my number :)

CHRIS: chiara you ok now? 

BEN: yeah chiara.... also how you got your phone back

ME: chloe persuaded harry who persuaded mom

BEN: nicee 

I shut my phone off and lie back in my bed. Things are coming back together in my life. It's been 2 months since I got back and it's been a mess. I'm friends with some of my ex-bullies, mom is dating my bullies dad and I have a real friend. Who would've imagined? 

I laughed to myself at the mess of my life. Only I would have such a mess of a life. 

I sit up in bed and tied my hair out of my face; I had just got an idea. What if I got a job? I would be spending my time doing something beneficial and getting paid. I run up to the bathroom and wash my hair and body thoroughly. I need to look presentable. 

I dried my hair and put a little makeup on just to tie the look together. I took a glance at myself in the mirror, still wrapped up in my towel. I wasn't sure of what to wear. I don't even know if there's any places offering jobs, but I know I need to try.

I end up choosing an old skirt that's a little tight around my waist but it will do for the time being and a white loose blouse. It looks professional and it's exactly what I'm going for. I slipped on some black shoes and tied my hair in a low bun. Taking a look at myself in the mirror, I nod and shove my phone in my pocket and make my way out the door. 

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I walk into a cafe I've been to a few times over the years I've lived here. The workers became familiar to me but never got close. I open up the doors and the scent of baked goods fills my nose. I tug a small smile as a sense of nostalgia washes over me. 

"Hey Chiara I haven't seen you in ages! Where have you you been?" One of the workers smiles.
"Um Italy but I moved back." I say slowly.
"What!" She squeals, truth be told, I can't remember her name. 
"Um yeah... anyways I'm looking for a job." I state.

She looks at my outfit and gives an assuring nod.
"Lucky for you one of the girls is going on maternity and they're looking for someone to fill in the space. I'll go find Boss. If you want to just sit down." She says with a grin. I nod and wait for the boss to come over.