she pulls her warmest pair of joggers on over her shorts
grabs one of her sports bags from the closet
throws in a pair of leggings and a faded henley for the morning
on second thought, she adds
a comb
a toothbrush
perfume
god, she felt like such a slut
packing for the morning after a one night stand
it was so far from the truth
and yet,
what if they had sex?
what if she really was a slut?
what if tomorrow morning was only the first of many 'morning after's?
she starts to cry again
perhaps she'd never really stopped
she's crying when she scribbles a hasty note for her parents
telling them that she's sleeping over at a friend's
she's crying when she pulls on her shoes
hands shaking so hard she can barely tie the laces
she's crying when she creeps past the dining room
where her parents still fight
for what
adeline doesn't know
she's crying still
when she swiped the keys from their hook next to the door
and walks out into the blissfully open garage
she stops crying after she slides behind the wheel
knows that isaac would never pressure her into anything
especially not now
not with her parents on the verge of ripping each other's throats out
because isaac loved her
and he said that they would take things slow
adeline really needed slow right now
it made her a little happier to know that he understood that
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into the woods (on hold)
Short Story*on hold until further notice* she took off her shoes and walked into the woods she felt lost and found with every step she took and she explored things she never would have dared to before
