Little Bitch

Chapter 77

Chapter 77

When we woke up in the morning, my parents' little weather speech hadn't been wrong.

There was a proper snowstorm and school was cancelled.

Snow days brought a particular sense of joy, like an unexpected present.

I loved snow. I had kind of always hoped I'd be able to masterfully paint it. It was such a more complex subject then adding white to a canvas. Snow was a kaleidoscope of colours.

Lexi wanted to sleep in, so I left my girlfriend in my room and headed to my painting shack, trudging through the snowstorm. She didn't mention last night, and I was grateful for it, while feeling a little disappointed too. It was a weird feeling. Part of me thought that maybe if she scolded me, I'd snap out of it. And another part of me was not ready to have any kind of conversation about my inability to sleep with my girlfriend.

My shack was as good as a hideout as I would find in this weather.

I was grateful for the insight of putting in a heater here, and cranked up the heat, getting cozy in my painting space.

Usually, I made plans before I started to paint, but this time, I just started to mix colors and went with the inspiration.

I needed to paint snow.

That was the only focus on my mind. And then as I added paint to the canvas, the landscape started to turn into something more specific and I was seeing people in there and a scene.

It was one of those times when I got so engrossed with my work that I had no idea what time it was, or how long I'd been working. All I knew was that there was a scene in my and I needed to paint it.

Eventually, when my little day project was starting to look like something, I heard Lexi's soft voice behind me, "knock, knock, knock."

I turned around, greeted by her warm smile despite her cold pink cheeks, snow stuck in her hair.

Something in my chest pinched at the sight. I smiled back at her, as she started to take off her coat and boots. "Oh, hey."

"I come bearing food," my girlfriend told me, showing me the bag she was holding in her hands which I presumed contained one of Anita's creation.

"What time is it?" I asked, feeling a little confused. I looked outside through he window. Was it getting dark, or was that just the snowstorm?

Lexi chuckled at my question. "It's almost dinner time actually."

I almost snorted. "Wow, already?"

"Yep," She said, and handed me the food.

Now that my attention was away from my canvas, I realized that I was actually starving.

I rummaged through the bag like a feral racoon and took one of the burritos out. "I'm so sorry, we missed the whole day together," I told Lexi, feeling apologetic.

It wasn't her fault that her boyfriend was a coward.

The big black cloud of dark thoughts started to storm in my head, but I tried to reel it in.

Lexi didn't seem that concerned anyway. "Bah, don't worry about it. It was a good thing. I'm all done with school work now, and I've been trying to read Tuck Everlasting in French by using the English version and your dictionaries."

I kind of wished I'd seen this. Lexi was trying to learn French, but it wasn't going as smoothly as she thought it was going to go. My girlfriend was stubborn and a usually good student, so she'd somehow convinced herself that learning a new language wasn't going to be that difficult. Unfortunately for her, French made no sense.