Lost in you(Lesbian Story girlxgirl) slowly editing

Chapter 5

(I'll be posting three chapters now so yeah.Kay xx)

I'm home watching Everybody Loves Raymond,this show isn't my favorite but it was rather this or CSI. I take a gulp of soda & check my phone, still no messages. I stand up walk to the kitchen, my mother didn't clean the house & if I don't clean up she will freak. I turn the stereo on & plug in my aux cable, letting Long Cool Woman play through the speakers.
The thought crosses my mind & I chuckle.

I start cleaning by doing the dishes.I take the sponge,fill it with cleaning soap & start scrubbing down the dirt from them. Dishes are my least chores  to do but it stresses me out not having clean plates when I get hungry.

When I finish up I grab a broom & start swiping the whole entire house.

At this point I've finished up cleaning and  go lay down on my living room couch once again but this time I turn off the tv. I look at the sceiling thinking about another long depressing day. We're not together anymore but we're going out, I'm so nervous about it. I gave in too quickly, he knows I'm wrapped around his finger and I know I can't back out now. It'll only hurt me more. I'm sure of it.

Living in my own wonderland has made me value myself less and I see when my mind can't be taken off of Matthew being with some other girls bed at night. I need to relax right now.

I take my laptop that rested on my mothers coffee table and scroll through facebook. When all of the sudden I get a message from... Victoria?

*Hey...sorry about earlier.*

Sorry? For what?

Oh right! She intruded! She got involved and I yelled at her. It wasn't her place but I was mean about it.

"It's alright, it was my fault."

As soon as I sent it, she replies with,
*i understand if you don't wanna know about me but if you're free tonight, hit me up.*

She gives me her number and logs off.

I don't know what to do with this but I save it anyways, I'm certain nothing will come out of this but at least I'll have her number.

I go to my closet to see what I should wear for our encounter. I go through a few bright dresses and a few pairs of skirts but today I feel like looking a bit casual.

I pick blue skinny jeans an a pink sweater.

I take my tall dark brown boots and set them on my bed before I head to the shower.

-

The clocks keeps ticking and there's still no sign of him anywhere. He hasn't messaged me all night nor has he called to cancel. I'm confused, should I keep waiting or call it a night? It's eight thirty. I'm wasting my time. Again.

After a few minutes of ruminating whether or not I give myself away to call him first, I decide why the hell not and call him anyway.

Ring.

Ring.

Ring.

"Hello?"

"Are we going out or did you forget?" Keeping my composure, i fight the urge to say anything that can ruin my mood more than it already is.

It's loud wherever he's at. The sound of music scratching through the speaker kind of makes me want to hang up but I stay on the line. "Am I interrupting something?"

"Oh shit.." he chuckles, "shit I forgot!"

Called it.

"What is that noise?" I finally ask.