The Heart Wants What it Wants

1 - Floors & Canes

Chelsea's P.O.V

All I was doing was putting pants on. I need to get ready to leave as I need to be at the arena to set up my station in an hour. Leaves me a half hour to get ready. Except today my body doesn't want to cooperate. I've had my POTS under control, why do I need to get dizzy and fall today? I only have a leg in pants and am practically naked. I'll wait til the dizzines stops and get up myself. I'm a big girl, I don't need no help. I hear my door buzz, indicating a keycard being used and Nova walks in with Sasha hot on her heels. "What happened?!" Nova asks, trying not to laugh. "Are you alright? We heard a thu- Oh my god!" Sasha starts giggling. "Don't laugh at me... I got slightly dizzy. I thought I was ok enough to go on and started to put my pants on and that's why i'm on the floor practically naked," I say. Nova is trying not to laugh but fails epically. "I can't hold it in," Sasha says, belly laughing. "You know, some help would be great," I say.

"Do you need help up or do you need help dressing yourself? Or were you just expecting Nova? She fucks everything with a pulse. If that's the case, i'm leaving,"Sasha says, leaving the room. Nova starts helping me up, "SASHA! Be lucky i'm in a good mood today or you wouldn't be walking tomorrow! Anyway, sorry I just had to get the laugh out. You have to admit sometimes it's funny the way you fall." "I know, I just thought I was doing good," I say, still wobbling slightly. Nova starts helping me get dressed. "I'm swear, i'm not that bad of a horndog. I may be single but i'm not fucking 24/7," She says, helping me into my pants correctly. Sasha walks back in, "Yeah and I'm the pope. Ok, then whose :Jean, Anna, Michaela, Laura, Kimberly, those twins you fucked 3 days ago?" "SASHA!!!" Nova yella, throwing my bra at her. "Hey, behave, I need that. I'm not gifted as some are," I say. "Oh look, she's blushing," Sasha says, placing my bra back on the bed and pinching Nova's cheek. "But yeah, I have to go. Need to have a talk with Florian about my new announcer debut," Sasha says, walking out of the room again.

Nova helps me finish getting dressed and I sit in the chair for a second. Nova sighs, "I swear she never ceases to embarrass me everytime." "I know, but if she didn't, would she really be who she is? She doesn't do it to anyone else, it just means we're special," I say, trying to comfort her. "That's true. So what happened that made you dizzy? Did ya get up too fast?" She asks. "...I was pacing. I got nervous!" I say in defense. She shakes her head and giggles. "You know that pacing does that. You just need to tell us. We can talk to you. I know I'm not much help because I'm a traveling tattoo artist, I'm only with you once or twice a month. Whereas you will be with Sasha at least once a week. And then your brother a lot more since he's a medic for the company. But I'm sure we could've tried to help," She says. There is a knock at the door and Nova gets up to see who it is. She opens the door. "Sasha told me what happened, are you ok?" Jacob comes in, frantically asking. "Good morning to you too. I'm ok, J. I was pacing and got dizzy. That's on me, I fucked up. But i'm almost ready, just need to get my shoes on and grab my bags," I say. "Sit, I got it," J says. He puts my sneakers on for me like I was little again. I know there is a 20 year age gap between us, but he doesn't need to act like my parent. He should be able to have a life.

"Ok, just need to grab my bags," I say. Jacob shakes his head no. "One of us can help with your bags. You need to bring your cane today. I know it's not your favorite but we aren't local. We live in Florida, we are in pennsylvania. I'm sure we'd all fell safer knowing you at least have your cane," He says. "Fine, but only cause it's Grammy's cane," I say. My grandmother passed away two years ago. We were really close and I always liked her cane. She left me that, some recipes, and 5,000 dollars in her will. She didn't have a lot but it got me a jump start on my student loans for Beauty School. Jacob hands me grammy's cane and double checks that my tote bag is packed. I have to bring snacks and salt packets along with smelling salts in case I pass out. I look at the cane while he does that. I miss her. She had great cane fashion if I do say so myself, although the textured hand makes it a little harder for me to hold the cane comfortably.

I want to get a new cane but I don't want to stop using this because it's the last I have of grammy other than her recipes. When I called the insurance to see if there was a different style cane than the basic one they said they didn't cover anything else. Which I think is stupid because it's physically hard for me to hold the hooked part of the cane. It just feels weird and makes it more difficult on my hand. So, trusty ol' grammy to the rescue as always. "Ready to go?" Nova asks, after gathering her stuff from her room. "Bring it," I say, getting up and following Nova, being followed by Jacob in case I fall again.