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Zoey

She was so mean!

How dare she, ugh—I don't even know why I'm so angry.

Cause you are sexually attracted to her.

I groaned, knowing my thoughts were completely all over the place; to clear them I decided to shower because I didn't want to rush whatever was going on between us. I wasn't even sure if I was ready for what Viva made me feel—it was different and unique and I adored her daughter. I didn't think twice as I added things for her to my basket, not even sure if she'd ever come over or if I'd ever meet her.

Looking in the mirror I smiled, I felt like myself. My hair is slightly faded, Carson offered to touch up the dye for me and I would be taking her up on that. I didn't care what lifestyle or world I had decided to step back into, I was going to keep a part of myself that made me happy and it was my pink hair.

My thoughts wandered to Viva, I tried to ignore the feelings deep inside me. She was gorgeous and intoxicating to be around. She held confidence beyond what I was used to, no arrogance or ego was holding her back. She was a mother, a hard worker, she was strong and courageous and everything I wasn't and she looked at me like I was a feast waiting to be eaten. She saw ME as somebody, worthy of being around even with how she first met me and the things I had told her—she saw something in me and that feeling deep inside my stomach swirled, making me feel sick.

You gotta take the risk, but you also got to heal

I planned to search for a therapist or something, I had already found a doctor, a lawyer to make sure everything stays confidential. I wanted to get healthy, I wanted my mindset to grow better because right now it was very iffy.

As I got dressed, I rolled my eyes realizing my outfit wasn't much different than what Viva had gone to bed in. Except mine was a little more simple, I wasn't sure yet what my style was—right now I was enjoying the simplicity and the modern feel of life with some pops of colour. I loved the complete control I had in my environment and it was freeing to me.

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