𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐊𝐀!My bed was comfortable as I plopped down into it. My feet were swollen from all the running around I had done today at the office. The TV was on and playing some sitcom from the 70s, I wasn't really paying attention, my mind was wondering onto other things.
It had been a full week since my strange encounter with the two women. It was almost as if they had fallen of the face of the earth. A part of me was scared that they might pop up or something or corner me. Kelly and I talked for a while at that Chick-Fil-A place, and we decided not to think the worst of it, though.
Red flashes showed the time 2:14 AM on my alarm clock. I was tired and ready to pass out. I'd been up all day, running around the office. Aubrey really loved my script, so much that he really was making it into a movie! I had been trying to write as many chapters as I could so we could get moving on it.
Ideas were just flowing out of my brain, and I just constantly jotted them down. After a while, my arm began to get tired, and I turned the few pages that I had written to Aubrey. He approved them, and I went home for the day. That's how it's been, and I was content with that. He said he didn't want to rush my "creative process."
A loud grumbling noise came from my stomach, and I looked down at it. Sighing, I debated if I should go back out and get some food for myself. It would be a late-night run. Shuffling into the kitchen to see if I had any food, I opened it and groaned when I saw the results; nothing.
Puking up my phone, I searched up on Google some stores or food places that were open, door-dash and those other food delivery places were closed, and I didn't really want anything like that. I wanted to buy some groceries and fix my own meal. I wouldn't need much anyways since it was just me.
Sometimes it gets Lonely just being by myself, but I guess that's how it's always been for me. Even though I had Ming and mom, I've always sort of felt alone. Ming's as the youngest so she got most of the attention. My mom and I were close, and I loved our bond, but there's only so much a mother can do.
I craved that type of affection that a mother couldn't provide. That comfort and ecstasy, the type that makes you feel like you're the only girl in the world. Or the only one that matters at least. Relationships were hard, I learned that from an early age. Dad died when I was young, and my mom was utterly heart broken, that was her rock.
Sometimes I wished I had a love like theirs, but I also knew that it came with a price. They're ere so connected, that mom never really recovered, and I haven't seen her with any other man since, not even a woman. Maybe that's why she says that there's nothing wrong with two; so, when one is gone, the other can give you the comfort that you desperately need, without feeling like you've cheated on your soulmate.
My mouth watered at the thought of making some spaghetti. I pulled myself out of my deep stupor and grabbed my keys, slapping my shoes on, and walking out the door. My outfit was okay, jogging pants and a crop top, but it would work. Lazily closing the door behind me, I made it down to the parking garage.
"Making my way downtown walking fast..." I muttered. That song had been stuck in my head for the past few hours since I had heard it in TikTok. I heard a familiar snicker nearby, but I shook it off, as I didn't know who that was.
Using my clicker, and turning my car on, I hopped in, started the engine and pulled out of my lot, waiting for the bench to let me up. Once I turned down the street, the radio turned up and I nodded my head to the song that was playing. Kroger was going to be the destination that I arrived to, especially because they were open 24 hours.
When I pulled up to the almost empty parking lot, a big smile appeared on my face. I loved to show alone, especially because it was so peaceful. Getting out, I looked around the parking lot, and I noticed a really Luxurious car in the huge expanse of the area. I didn't know what model it was because of the darkness. It was probably some person that was well-off.
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RomanceOnika loves to write. It's her passion, but she's a bit of a hopeless romantic. She wants to love, and do what she loves, but everything seems a little too good to be true. Even though she's young and that she has a long way to go, that doesn't matt...