I walked home and decided to take a shower. Three things in life gave me ultimate comfort: Michael, the swing set, and hot showers. I got out of my hour long shower (that explains my water bill) and did my makeup in a relaxed way as opposed to this mornings hastiness. I got dressed; I went with a chic outfit, classy, but casual, and fixed my hair. I was secretly hoping that getting ready would pass the time and take up a good portion of the hour and a half I had to wait, but found out that it only takes ten minutes for me to get ready.
I decide to relive some of my memories; ones with mom, with Olivia, with Michael . . . I know I'm stupid for still loving him. I left him and he hates me for that, I need to get over myself.
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The Note
FanfictionEveryone in Nat's life seems to abandon her, making goodbyes hard for her. That's why she left a note; she couldn't bare to look him in the eyes and say goodbye. When he comes back to town, she can't make herself face him to explain. Nat is left bro...
