black - Chris Cornell

Black; v13

Narrators POV;
-------- June 22nd, 1991. (Friday)
12:20PM

"DAVID, I CAN CLOSE, ITS OKAY."

David was trying to close the store because it was his 2 daughter's dance recital.

He had a 16 year old son, a 14 year old daughter, and a 17 year old (almost 18) daughter.

"They want you to come along," david shakes his head.

"But, it's the busiest day this week, along with tomorrow."

"We've already sold.." he looked over at the register, "120 bucks."

"That's not a lot."

"But it's enough! Please, kid? They want you there, Anne and Bella want you there."

Valerie rubbed her head, debating.

His daughter's came in a lot, and since Valerie used to dance and teach back home, she knew a thing or 2 and helped teach them new things.

Or mostly teach Bella, the 14 year old, Anne listened but also went over music with Valerie.

"They're really proud of themselves because of you," david moves his glasses to his head, "you're my 3rd daughter and their sister, they say, please."

"Shannon wants you to come to, Mike, rather you bring Chris, but, you know, he's a teenager."

"Fine, I'll go." She messed with the invite, "and I'll bring Chris for Mike."

"Thank you, I'll close up, okay? Starts at 5:30, don't be late."

Valerie nodded, walking out of the store to start walking home.

She forgot it was her lunch.

"Valerie!" Chris called, having Valerie quickly turn around.

"Shit! I forgot it was lunch technically."

"Are you going home?," Chris appeared beside her.

"Yea, david is closing up," Valerie started walking, "and me and you have a dance recital to go to."

"Huh?" Chris asked as they walked.

"Anne and Bella? His kids? Yea. They begged him to invite me to go. And Mike wants you to go."

Chris nodded, "do I have to dress nice?"

"He'd appreciate it if you did."

"Great."
....
4:55PM

"I'm not wearing a fucking suit," Chris whisper yelled.

"Why the fuck are you whispering?" Valerie whispered yelled back, touching up her hair.

"Because eddie? You're whispering, too!"

"We fucked in this room before while he was why the fuck are you so worried now?"

"I don't think he knows we're here.." Chris smiles.

"What-" Valerie stopped mid sentence when she heard a squeak, "Oh! Gross."

Chris put his eyebrows up, nodding.

"Put the fucking outfit on, we have five minutes!" Valerie pointed to the clothes she had laid out for chris.

"I'm not wearing a fucking suit," he repeated.

"It's not a damn suit! It's nice jeans and a clean black long sleeve."

He huffed, changing as Valerie put on her shoes.

Valerie had wore a plain black dress that had long sleeves and reached just before her knees.