Chapter 90

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*Sarah's POV*
I blow dry my hair and apply my natural looking makeup. "Shall I wear this one or this one?" I asked Jess holding up two dresses "hm, I say the blue one." I nod and undress in front of her. I feel her eyes on me, especially on my bandages that are on my thighs. "Shit" I whisper under my voice. I turn away from her, feeling insecure underneath her gaze.

*play music*

She grabs my arm and pulls me close. "Dance with me" she says as Elvis Presley's sweet voice hums in the background. "I'm embarrassed" I say looking down at my feet. She places her finger under my chin "shh, dance with me, no body is watching."
She rests her hands on my hips and I place mine around her neck and we sway to the soft music.
"You don't ever need to feel insecure in front of me. You have scars. You have cuts but it's all over now baby. You're a beautiful soul and you're just as beautiful on the outside. Never in my life did I think that I'd be lucky to have someone like you so you keep your chin up, you hear me? You're a survivor don't ever forget that."
"What did I ever do to deserve you?" I say smiling from ear to ear. "I love you so much"
We sway around the room like we had no care in the world. But we did, this was all just an act.
"We really need to get re-" I begin but Jess interrupts me by kissing me. Slowly and sweetly. Her kisses leave me forgetting about all of my problems. They're my cure.
This is the first time we've been like this for a while. I've missed this so much. I've missed her warm hugs. I want everything to go back to normal as soon as possible.
"Tomorrow I'm going to call a babysitter and we're going to go out" she says. "I'd love that" I reply. It's like she can read my mind.

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