Freshman year of college, Ocean and Eve became the best of friends. Finding themselves inseparable from each other amongst their friend group of seven, the two could hardly imagine their lives without one another.
Although, what will happen when fe...
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Ocean
As a little girl, I believed in everything.
Fairytales, impossible dreams, superheroes and supervillains, Santa Clause, the Easter Bunny, the Tooth Fairy, magic and foreign worlds, and every ounce of hope the imagination had to offer.
I believed in my parents and my older sister, for they were the world's greatest role models in my innocent eyes and would never do anything to hurt me. Not even unintentionally. I believed in second and third chances, and happy endings, for every human surely deserved a pretty bow wrapped around their story at the end of the day. I believed in trusting, everything, for I couldn't fathom the possibility that I was ever being lied to.
But then, I grew older.
The innocent lens over my eyes first cracked at the sight of my mother placing money beneath my pillow at the loss of my last tooth, and upon my sister destroying my entire conception of fairytales simply because she was having a bad day and needed a good laugh.
It then shattered when I experienced my first taste of heartbreak, and when my mother and sister began bullying me just as much as the kids at school, and when my father chose drugs over me far more than once.
Still, though, my heart beats instead of turning cold.
Hope remains within me even as anxiety has joined its company. At every chance to leave, its decided to stay.
Only, sometimes I honestly wonder if it's only doing me more harm than good...
"Shaun."
Drawn from my thoughts as I stared blankly at myself in the bathroom mirror, while getting ready for tonight, I resumed my movements and lifted the mascara stick to my bottom lashes. "Hm?"
"What you doing in there- I called your name like three times," Eve spoke from inside her own room as she was getting dressed. Her makeup and hair was already done.
"Nothing I'm just focused. Sorry, what's up?"
"Should I wear a jacket, or no?"
"Uhh..." my answer trailed as I leaned forward to apply lip liner. "What's the temperature looking like tonight?"
"It's gonna drop to the seventies."
"Then I say no jacket," I shrugged before spraying my setting spray and going into my room to slip on my clothes. "Especially if you don't really have one to match your outfit."
"I don't," Eve hummed in agreement before I heard a loud sigh that made me smile and shake my head.
Tonight, I was taking her out to dinner for her birthday, with just the two of us.
I had plans for it, other than her gift, that she didn't know about. And though it made me a bit nervous, I was mostly excited, for it already felt like we were there anyway.
