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I made my quiet way into the small and bright pharmacy beside the cut and figure eight, passing many small and crammed aisles, heading towards the back where all of the medications, pills, and tools were stored with the protective supervision of quiet and working nurses. I was finally dressed again, wearing a resentful and peeved complexion, while my dominant and bruised fist was tightly clutched. Gigantic puffs escaped my soft lips while my other hand was tightly holding my phone, which was my payment choice.
While I roamed further into the cramped and luminous store, passed many older adults holding calm and thumb-sucking babies against their hips, toddlers holding their guardian's hands tightly while their curious big eyes roamed around. Little kids ran around, messing with the store, begging and crying for candy and chips even if their guardians denied many times. And every time I saw the children, my heart dipped and I attempted to snap my focus away from them. Yet each time, it got harder and harder, almost seeming like I wanted to kidnap them due to my intense stare. However, I tried my best to keep my sights soft, but I was terrified on the inside. JJ tried to give me that. A whole child. Who knew if he was going to bail on me afterward, completely cut me off? Only trying to wreck my life.
"Oh god." I puffed out, squeezing my dark and panicking eyes shut, aggressively digging my moistening fingertips against my phone, while I passed a small family.
All delighted, hurling many products and snacks in the small shopping cart, not batting a single eye. Yes, I would've treasured having a small family with JJ, maybe a large one too. Running around with them, at parks, the seaside, and our lovely backyard. Sharing optimistic moments together, cracking up, and spending time. Go on vacation. Watch them rapidly grow up, looking, hopefully just like us.
Nonetheless, I would highly appreciate it if he was not being a self-inconsiderate and bratty boy, and not asking me first what I thought about being a a teen mom with my type of strict and tough parents.
It was certainly on my agenda.
In a whole other world.
I opened my bothered eyes, peacefully stepping through an empty and quiet aisle, crammed with many school supplies, such as small spiral and composition notebooks, colorful markers and folders, advanced and expensive calculators, number two pencils, and ballpoint pens.
As I strolled further into the bright pharmacy, heading towards the back near all of the medications, everyone I passed by, deeply gazed at me for a moment, acknowledging my presence, almost seeing through my transparent soul. Knowing why I needed to come here, where I was heading, and what happened beforehand. Almost witnessed JJ and I's sexual moment in his backyard. With the help of JJ's dark marks on my upper body, im sure that gave everyone the right idea. Which made me largely gulp, feeling miserable and vulnerable to these strangers who knew everything about me.
