The next day started like all her others without the boys, with cold sweats, panicked, and at 2 am. Like usual she had a hard time going back to sleep and by 4 she decided to get ready for her first day. She hopped in the shower and washed away the haunting memories with scalding water, when she hopped out she got dressed, made breakfast and coffee then sat down and read her book.
She found it hard to concentrate, finding herself getting caught up in the memories of yesterday. How both boys held her and comforted her all day, how they took such good care of her, how neither of them had a problem laying with her almost naked. She felt a twist of anxiety in her stomach as she wondered if it was because they didn't see her that way that they had no problem with it.
Ugh, she hated thinking about it, because when she really did get to thinking about it she was nothing special compared to the two. She tried to shove it down, the butterflies she felt when she thought of them, the warmness in her chest when she thought about their equally charming smiles. Fuck she had it bad. Maybe she should just get laid, try to get her mind off of them and try to move on from it. She shrugged to herself and went to her dresser, she's had worse idea's.
She pulled out a red and black lace bralette with a matching pair of lace underwear and tight black jeans with tears in the knees. She thanked God that her Granda wouldn't be working tonight so she could scout the bar for a half decent lay without shame. She didn't have any acceptable shoes but she could go pick some up after work. Looking at the outfit she had laid out she felt herself getting excited, it had been a while. Not only had it been a while since she had gotten laid but it had been a while since she felt she could dress and feel sexy without worrying about a certain someone looking on or getting jealous and lashing out, usually hurting some she loved.
She glanced at the clock, downed the rest of her coffee and was off. When she arrived at the diner she was greeted by Darlene who walked her through the basics and by the time noon rolled around she felt like she really had the hang of things.
By the time she had 15 minutes left of her shift she saw Detective Duffy come in and sit down. She walked up to his table and gave him a small smile. "Hey, what can I get for you detective?" He smiled back, keeping his head down. "Just a coffee hun, black." She hurried off and when she brought him his coffee she sat with him for a minute. "Look, I just... I wanted to apologize for yesterday. I shouldn't have blown up on you like that-" He held up his hand to her, cutting her off "I understand, no need to apologize, really." He gave her a reassuring look but she still looked back at him guiltily. She gave him a quick nod before asking the question that had been burning her since she heard the bell at the door and saw him walk in. "Any news?" He gripped his coffee and looked into the mug like it held all of life's answers as he shook his head slowly and almost unnoticeablely. She slipped back out of the booth with a sigh "Food today?" He shook his head again looking at her this time. She gave him a small smile and a nod before hurrying back to the kitchen.
The diner, being a breakfast and lunch place was only open from 6am-2pm. She headed back to the pub to get her car and was off to the mall in search of some sexy fuck me pumps. With some help from the girl working there it didn't take long to find the perfect ones, plain matte black with a pointed heel and a small silver chain connected to a dainty ankle strap. A bit of flare but still simple enough to pair with almost anything. Friday nights brought in some non regulars, which was who she was looking for tonight, a one night stand she could kick to the curb when she was done and just get it out of her system.
When she got home she hopped in the shower, washing away the smell of grease and coffee from her hair and practically skipped towards her bed. She stood there naked, drying her hair and admiring her outfit. She smiled to herself, since she's gotten here she's felt herself open up and become a person again, remembering what it's like to have fun, have friends, to laugh and be carefree. She missed it and was fully embracing it. She strolled back to the bathroom drying and fluffing her hair before heading to the kitchen. She popped some bread in the toaster and stared across the room to her bed, the longer she waited to put it on the more daunting it became.
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Heavenly Virtues
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