Consequences

Shell| part 22

I went down stairs around 10:30 am. Dad was at work. I was numb. I wanted food but I wasn't hungry. I made myself a bowl of yogurt and sat at the kitchen island. I barley ate a bite I just couldn't. I didn't feel like doing anything going anywhere seeing anyone. So I sat there and just waited. I don't know what for. Nothing in particular. But I sat there for what felt like hours and minutes at the same time, not thinking or feeling just waiting, waiting until I felt ready to face the day. Waiting until I felt ready to face what had happened. I was there for an hour. I eventually awoke from this weird almost meditative state to a knock on the door. I knew instantly who it was. Arlo.
I opened the door to see him smiling down at me a book in his hand. But when he saw me his smile suddenly faded. "Are you okay" he asked concerned.
I guess I hadn't well even gotten dressed yet. "Not really" I replied quietly. Looking down ashamed for some reason despite knowing I shouldn't be.
"What's wrong?" He reached out to me and put his hand on my shoulder. It was warm and comforting.
"I broke up with Carter this morning" I said empty and emotionless.
"Oh, oh no what happened?"
"He cheated" i replied again almost emotionless apart from burning anger.
He looked at me, concerned, angry, in disbelief. He hugged me. His heat warming my body and regenerating my senses. I suddenly became very aware of the fact I hadn't brushed my hair and it probably looked a-bit crazy and that I was still in my pug pjs. But I needed a hug. And it was perfect. I felt safe and understood and cared about. I felt special. It was what I wanted most in that moment.
"What can I do?" He asked gently pulling away from me.
"Wait here while I go get dressed" I tried to smile . And I slowly made my way up the stairs as he took a seat.