"Alright, I'll call you when I'm ready!" I say as Jerome and Mitch drive away. We were all going to dinner for Mitch getting out of the hospital, and to hopefully raise his spirits about Maddy.
I go inside and get my tan and black flare dress that goes tight around my waist and flares out at the bottom. There is a hole that exposes a little bit of my back, and a strip of tan that goes along the waist line.
I grab my black tights and gold studded high heels, and call Jerome.
"Hey, I'm ready." I say.
"Alright we'll be there soon." He says as Mitch fakes falling down in the background. "Mitch shut up!" he laughs.
"Alright, bye." I respond, smiling.
I sit down on the couch and pull up instagram and notice my stomach sitting down.
ew...
I cover my stomach with my arm and see Jerome's car. I stand up and walk over to the car and get in the front seat, looking back at Mitch who was sitting in the back.
"You didn't have to sit back there." I say, smiling.
"Nah, I know how Jerome likes to be as close to you as possible." He says with a small laugh.
"Thanks Mitch." I laugh.
We drive for about 5 more minutes and end up at Niks, Jerome and Mitch's favorite Italian food place.
The night consists of eating, drinking (I tried to keep Jerome from drinking too much. He gets a little crazy when that happens.) (EVER WONDER WHY HE'S NEVER IN THE DRUNK PICTURES? HE'S PROBABLY OUT STRIPPING OR SOMETHING.) Playing pool and playing darts.
As we start to leave, I think we accomplished taking our minds off of Maddy, considering we're all laughing and having fun, but I still couldn't keep my mind off of my recent "Weight Gain".
Stupid, I know, but ever since Broadway was off of my schedule, I had become more lazy, and Jerome had never really stopped going to the gym. I really just want to keep the same attitude and looks that made him love me (OH GOD THAT WAS CHEESY. *GAGS* but what other way was I supposed to say it, right?)
When we got home, we got Mitch settled in to the guest bedroom, since we insisted that he stay with us and not alone, and I got into some shorts and a T-shirt (I WROTE T-SHIT HAHAHAHAAH I'msuchachild). Jerome closes the door as he walks in and starts speaking as soon as he walks in.
"What's up." He says in worried but somewhat stern tone.
"What do you mean?" I try and cover up, but no use.
"You were holding your stomach all night. What's wrong?" I get into bed and pull up the covers.
"It's nothing, my stomach just hurts a little."
"Sarah." he says as hr turns me to him on the other side of the bed. "You know you can tell me."
"I told you."
"No, you didn't. I can read you like a book, you know that."
"It's nothing." I found myself in a stern tone, turning away from him. "I'm sorry. But seriously...it's nothing." I say in a lighter tone.
I can tell that he's seeing right through me. Right to the problem. He snakes his arms around me and pulls his arms up to my stomach.
"I don't see how it could hurt." He laughs a bit. "There's nothing there."
I turn back to him with a small smile on my face, and hide my face in the crook of his neck.
"Do you plan these things or something?"
"No. I just know what to say to you."
AYYYYYYEEEEE I FINALLY UPDATED.
Sorry I was kinda grounded....and still am...but I get my phone at certain times...you know what it's hard to explain........BUT I UPDATED.
