New Ink

A Night To Remember.

I was wrecked with the feeling of being too afraid of going out tonight, I wanted to call the whole thing off but I was already dressed and waiting for him so there was no going back now. Audrey still wasn't home, maybe a late night out with Alison? Who knows, I didn't mind though if she isn't here by the time Henry picks me up then I won't have to worry about explaining to Audrey or Alison about it all tonight.

It was around 7:55 pm and I was getting worried something might have happened. I didn't know if I should go to him or not, but I decided to just stay in the house. Moments later I hear a knock. That must have been Henry. I try to gather all my bravery up as I was a nervous wreck when approaching the door. I opened it, "Henry, Hello! Here, let me get my cash and-" I greeted him, I turned around to look for my wallet. "Hi Joey, and don't worry about the cash, I'll pay." I turned back around in shock, my face gave away it. "Oh, alrighty then, I guess I'm ready to go!" I replied.

We walked out of the house and walked the path that lead us out of the ink realm. I was greeted by Henry's car parked and waiting for us. We walked towards it and Henry opened the door for me. "Thanks, Henry, but I think I can do it my-" "I'm being nice, accept it," Henry said over me as I get into the car. He closed the door and walked to his side and got in.

I was expecting the car ride to be quiet but all the silence became words, "You excited?" Henry asked, glancing at me and returning to the road. I was excited, but I was afraid to show it since I didn't want Henry to be weirded out; however, I couldn't contain the excitement and it clearly showed.
My face was red and I had a wide smile, "Yes, very excited, haven't had anyone take me to dinner, I had to take them to dinner." I cracked up. Henry laughing at my joke. The laugh lasted a while then the car went silent once again.
Shortly after we arrive at the restaurant. The sign glowed brightly above us, "Shella Seashells" it read and it was a mainly outdoor restaurant. We stepped out of the car and we were met by a swift coldness. "Shit, it's cold, and I didn't bring a jacket," I said huddling myself up, shivering. "Do you want my jacket?" Henry said as he began to try to give his jacket to me, "Oh, no! It's fine, we'll be inside in a bit" "Oh, uh, about that, we're supposed to eat outside." Henry replied. My face dropped, seriously? Outside? I love this man but at that moment I  wanted to rip his head off.

I didn't want to take his jacket, but if he's willing to give it to me-"Sure then, ill take it" I said, taking his jacket. I put on Henry's jacket and we headed inside. The restaurant wasn't that big, assuming why we would have to eat outside. There are a couple of tables and seats but they were all occupied with people and lost ones. A waiter walked towards us, "Hello, I'm Sandy, table for two I assume?" Henry said yes and she walked us outside to a table and gave us our menus. "Are there any drinks that I can start you off with?" The waiter asked "I'll take Coca-Cola" Henry said, "And I'll have water" I replied. She nodded and hurried away towards the kitchen.

"Nice place huh?" Henry asked, "Yea, thanks for taking me!" I answered. I kept on looking and looking away from him, trying not to stare at him forever. I felt nervous, and I mean nervous. My heart felt like its been pounding since he asked me to this dinner. "How's your day been so far?" Henry questioned, "Oh, it's been good, I walked around my old apartment building." I answered back. Henry widen his eyes, "I didn't know you still hang around there." his voice sounded concerned, I didn't want him to be concerned so I ensured him. "I don't normally go there often. I just walk around sometimes and I find myself at places I'll never expect" I chuckled, Henry still looked concerned and asked a weird question. "Is it weird walking around the apartments though? Since you don't live there anymore after your death?" "Uh, I mean, I got a weird feeling, like a feeling of guilt, but that's it" I answered back.

It wasn't the full answer I wanted to give but I didn't want this date to be a pity party. But, yes, the feeling of guilt did hit me when going into the apartment but it hit me with a feeling of acceptance. I died in that bed I sat in, looking through the photos that triggered memories. But it gave me the knowledge of knowing that going there was what I needed to have closure knowing that I changed and another door opened, it being Henry.