Nights With Ebony Stewart

13. Tears and Reactions

"I need the toilet." Bonnie told Jason, who rolled his eyes.

"You mean you need to powder your nose. Did you even look at the book I gave you? How to be the perfect lady?" He asked her.
"No, I didn't. This is 2017, women wear pants and burp in public. The cover of that book was a victorian painting of a woman." Bonnie rolled her eyes.

"Whatever, I need to pee anyways. I'll show you the restrooms." Jason said as he grabbed her elbow and gently dragged her through a hallway.

"I'll wait outside for you in case you're taking longer than me, which I'm betting on. But if you're here first, wait for me by the door." He ordered Bonnie, who nodded. Jason may be the only man who could order her around without her getting upset. Especially because he was the expert here, not her.

So Bonnie followed his orders and walked into the bathroom. Now she did completely forget about wearing a dress. A long and beautiful one, yes. But that only caused her more difficulty to sit down on the toilet.

"Damn it!" She hissed after five minutes of trying to gather her dress up in her arms. One side would always slip away and almost fall into the toilet. But Bonnie didn't realize someone walked into the bathroom whilst she was hissing and groaning in annoyance.

"Hello?" She suddenly heard and stilled her movements with wide eyes. Then she heard a sniff and frowned. Was the person crying? Bonnie didn't respond and waited for the person to leave.

But they never did and the sniffling didn't stop either. Now Bonnie didn't know what to do? Just continue what she was doing or ask if the person was alright? She should mind her own business, Bonnie was sure the person just wanted to be alone. She knew for a fact that if a stranger came up to her while she was crying, she wouldn't want that.

So Bonnie continued what she was doing and a few minutes later, she managed to empty her bladder. It felt awkward, since the person's sniffling outside and the sound of her peeing were the only noises being heard. When Bonnie finished, she flushed. Now what?

She wanted to go out, but the other woman was still outside. But Bonnie also didn't know if the woman would be gone soon. And she had an event to go back to. So with a deep breath, Bonnie unlocked the door, pushed it open and walked out of the cabin.

As soon as she did that, the woman who was standing in front of the sinks and mirror, straightened her back and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand. That took Bonnie by surprise. But she smiled back at the white haired woman, who tried her best to smile. Despite her raccoon eyes.

Bonnie washed her hands, trying really hard to mind her own business. But the woman looked so sad. Her dress was beautiful and despite her white hair, the woman was beautiful. One of the most beautiful elder women Bonnie has ever seen. She couldn't help but wonder what happened.

"Are you okay?" Bonnie could've frowned upon hearing the woman ask her that. She should've asked her first. Bonnie turned to her with a small smile.
"I'm okay, thank you for asking. Are you?"

The woman smiled before nodding and sniffling again.
"I am. I just had a fly in my eye." She was a bad liar, Bonnie noticed. So she gave the woman a raised eyebrow.

"I really am. Do not worry, dear." The white haired woman assured Bonnie. She took that as her cue to nod and leave. But she felt as if it was wrong. And when she looked at the woman's puffy eyes again, she got an idea.

"You're right, it's none of my business. But I'm pretty sure the auction starts soon. Do you want me to help you with the make up? I always do my friend's make up." Bonnie offered. What the hell was she talking about? She didn't even have a female friend here. Which reminded her to call her old friends again. It's been a while.

"What's your name, darling?" The woman asked, for the first time stopping the tears.
"Bonnie." She answered, happy the woman didn't know her from all the rumours and stupid articles about her. Or at least that's what she thought.

"I'm Sheryl." The woman shook the stuck out hand that Bonnie offered. And so their acquaintance started. Bonnie and Sheryl talked and laughed a lot, whilst Bonnie took care of Sheryl's make up.

They talked about their work and that's when Sheryl started showing recognition. But Sheryl Dawsey knew she was the girl her son was seen with a few months ago. She never planned on meeting her directly, but she did know Bonnie Stewart was going to attend this event.

"You're a very nice girl, Bonnie. I'm happy I met you and thank you so much for the make up." Sheryl said as they finished up. Bonnie smiled while wrapping all her make up up and putting it into her clutch. She nodded before straightening up.

"You're very welcome, Sheryl. I'm glad I met you too." She told the woman. Her words were honest, she did find a liking in that woman.

"I hope the auction hasn't started yet." Bonnie heard the woman say as they made their way out of the woman's restroom. She nodded before spotting her friend by the door, impatiently tapping his foot on the floor. Sheryl noticed the man waiting for her.

"Your boyfriend, I'm assuming?" Sheryl said, causing Bonnie to giggle slightly.
"Oh no. He's my companion for tonight and my friend." When Sheryl raised an eyebrow, Bonnie shook her head.
"Gay friend. I don't have a boyfriend." She finished and the woman nodded.

"In that case, you must meet my son. He is a little older than you, but that shouldn't be an issue. He must be around here somewhere." Bonnie immediately panicked. She didn't want to meet anybody here that was looking for a romantic relationship. She liked Sheryl, so especially not her son.

"Oh, I'm really not looking for anybody at the moment. Plus-" They finally reached Jason.
"Jason here has been waiting for me, haven't you?" She looked at her friend, who smiled at the woman in front of him.

"Good evening, ma'am. How are you?" He asked politely.
"I'm fine, how are you?" She asked him back. Jason, Sheryl and Bonnie made conversation until they reached their table.

"My table is right back there. I share it with my son and the Fletcher's. Come by anytime." Sheryl smiled at the two, who looked over to where she pointed with interest. Bonnie's eyes widened slightly.

"We will, Sheryl. Maybe after the auction we'll come introduce us." Jason said, noticing Bonnie's sudden silence. That was proof enough that the rumour might not simply be a rumour.

"Splendid. I will see you two then." She nodded and then turned around with a secret smile. Sheryl also knew the rumour was not just a rumour now. Her new friend Bonnie and her son did know each other, her reaction told Sheryl so.

And she was going to find out why Bonnie kept so silent upon seeing Zion.