I left Lili's place and went back home. I grabbed a cigarette and lit it. I went down to my basement and put my sheets in the dryer. I came back upstairs and went to my patio. I grabbed another white thick paper. I began to paint myself scarred with wounds. I painted a black strip on my eyes.
I looked at the sky as the sun begins to set. I wonder where Geoffrey is at and if he's okay. I don't dare let a tear slip. Him being away tugs a certain string in my heart and I don't know why. I think about what Lili said and smile to myself. I go back inside and I pour myself some water. I drink some and go back outside. I sit down in my stool and finish my painting.
"AHHHHHHH!" I scream really loudly. My neighbor's are probably wondering if I'm okay. It's unfair how Geoffrey leaves whenever he wants and I stay in the same place. I want to travel to a place, but I have responsibilities. If I could run like the wind I would, but I really can't do that.
I take my painting off the easel and set up against the wall and let it dry. I put the cigarette in my mouth and walk back inside with the water in my hand. I heard my phone ring and I hurry up and grab it off the center table. It was my mother.
"Yes?" I heard a sigh and then a shuffle.
"Can you come over for dinner at 5 please? Thank you." she hung up and I rolled my eyes and shrugged. I hung up my phone and put it on the charger. I looked at the clock and it said 4:30pm. Oh fuck! Why is she last minute? I grabbed my phone not letting it get any charge. I grabbed my jacket and headed out the door.
I was taking a lot of back roads to avoid traffic. Like I said before I hate driving in Atlanta. Thank God I don't live in L.A. My patience would be so thin i'd drive off a cliff. For some reason I had this bad feeling in my stomach. I don't know why I just do. As I got closer to my parents house I felt the bad feeling even more.
I saw my sister Natasha's car. Oh hell no! What does this dinner have up it's sleeve. I knew I didn't have a bad feeling for no reason. I can't do this bullshit. I parked the car and sat their for awhile.
"Okay Nicole you just got some dick. Yeah and he left. No... No... No forget that. You got some dick, so put a smile on your face and be done." I sat there even more before finally getting out.
I walked up to the door and unlocked the door with my key. I got in and looked to the side and saw a briefcase. Why is her fiancé here? That bad feeling is still here. I can't do this. Breathe Nicole Breatheeeee in and out. Nicole do you plan to say anything at all or no?
"Papa! I'm here." I'm sure you realized how I called my father's name and no one else's. That's probably because I care for no else. Everyone else irritates my soul.
"We're all in the kitchen." I heard him scream out. I walked to the kitchen and saw my sister and her fiancé, my mother, and father. I hugged my mother quickly and waved at my sister and her husband and hugged my father tightly. This is the person I like everyone else nope. I love everyone else I just don't like them. Hoenstly why am I gathered here?
"What is that on your neck Nicole." I covered it quickly and looked at her wide eyed. She didn't have to ask thay out loud at all. I removed my hand. Shit everyone knows now.
"Nicole really? Why are we taking ten steps back? You're not a teenager anymore." my mother said and I nodded my head just to make her feel better and rolled my eyes. I don't feel like dealing with her.
"Now I really have to meet him." I looked up at my father and he had a smirk on his face. We all grabbed a plate and put it on the table. We sat around the table and began to eat. I sipped on my wine.
"So everyone I wanted you all here today because I'm moving the wedding up." I dropped my fork and looked at my sister. I rubbed my temples and looked at her. Now I have to take off work and rearrange everything. Fuck fuck fuck.
"We're also moving the venue." that got my mother and fathers attention.
"Where sweetheart?" my mother asked and looked at her. She smiled and clapped her hands together.
"In Columbiaaaa. Where dad grew up and I want my grandparents to see me get married." My father's face went blank so my mother's and mine.
"Ummm wow Natasha whyyyy umm why Columbia?" she doesn't know the story. She wasn't even born yet. She knows nothing about him. This is going to hit father's heart hard.
"Well because like I just said my I mean our grandparents and it's a beautiful place." I shook my head and smiled slightly. I looked up at dad and held his hand.
"Well I guess we better book tickets then princess." my father said and smiled. We finished our dinner in peace. After dinner I went down to my dad's study. He sat at his desk and had his chin on his fist.
"What are you thinking papa?" I looked at him and stood behind him and wrapped my arms around him.
"What will he think of me?" I looked at him and squatted down. I held his hands and looked up at him.
"He will say that you are a wonderful man and he will kiss you on the cheek and hug you." my father smiles at me and kisses my hands.
