3 Words

My recovery

3 words

My recovery

Jess pulled out of the car park without saying a word, she was focusing on reversing without hitting any of the cars behind her. It was kind of awkward being so silent. As I pressed the button on my keys to open the gates, Jess finally put an end to the quietness,

"You're a little distant today. Are you okay?"

"Yes sorry. Just in a world of my own. I can't get over how nice your car is" I stated.

"I'm a very lucky girl."

We must have been driving for around half an hour or so, this restaurant wasn't too far away but there was a lot of traffic, which wasn't out of the ordinary for London. That's why I could never live here. I was just outside London in a little place called Surrey. It was convenient as it was so close to London so I could get to everything with ease, but perfect distance to keep away from all of the hustle and bustle. Plus Surrey was kind of in the countryside so there was lots of parks and greenery for the dogs.

We pulled up to a restaurant and even from the outside you could just tell it was exclusive. I knew I was going to be in for some posh nosh. With it's own street entrance on Old Park Lane, it even had a separate sushi bar which enjoys views across Hyde Park through full height windows. We waited at the bar for a couple of minutes and we were both handed a glass of wine. Me and Jess engaged in polite conversation and she taught me a little about the restaurants history. Robert De Niro was one of it's partners and the cuisine was sort of Japanese meets America. After 10 minutes or so, a guy greeted us,

"Hello Miss Cornish. Your seats are just this way if you'd like to follow me"

We were shown to our table which was in a quiet corner. It looked really cute and inviting, there was candles on the table and our seats had an amazing view. There was trees in front of the window and just behind the trees stood a very tall old fashioned Victorian street light, made out of black iron. With all the city lights as the back drop. I must admit, it felt kind of romantic. And the food was in fact phenomenal. I guess the company weren't too bad either, Jess was very humorous. Which I later found out she inherited from her family. She said it's crazy when they are all together at Christmas or for family parties. It's like they are all in competition against each other to see who can be the most comical. She spoke about her family a lot and I loved how close they all sounded. It was very different to my family, we were all close now but we had our rough times. See mum and dad divorced when I was young and I remember them arguing a lot, sometimes fighting even. It took a good few years to settle down between them. And my father had full custody of me, I didn't have much to do with my mother, not up until about 4/5 years ago. We are now closer than ever and it gives me great pleasure being able to share with you that I now have a little brother called Carter, who I love more than anything. Even with his short existence of just 3 weeks. Of course as soon as I mentioned there was a baby on the scene, Jess immediately asked to see photos. She seemed rather maternal and it got us on to the subject of kids. I asked,

"Would you like kids then Jess?"

"That's a bit soon babe. I think you're fit but lets slow down tiger" while giggling her head off. I'm glad she found herself funny. I did too but I was trying to be serious for once. Normally I was the one always cracking jokes so it was good to finally meet someone I could bounce off and have banter with. I hated when girls were too serious all of the time. The rest of the evening flowed with a relaxed kind of vibe, but we both just stuck to having one drink each. Jess couldn't have any more as she was the designated driver and she reminded me that it probably wasn't a good idea for me to be drinking. Not so soon after what had happened. I needed my body to be completely clear of the morphine before I could drink again. And the doctor has advised to stay away from alcohol for the next couple of weeks. As we left the restaurant, Jess covered the bill. I did try and argue with her as I felt like it was only fair to go halves, which would have been the equivalent to a weeks worth of wages for me. But I didn't care, I felt bad letting Jess pay for it all. But she insisted that it was her treat and I could shout the next one. I presumed that meant Jess enjoyed the evening just as much as me if she thought there would be a next time? But as we pulled up in to the car park outside my apartment, I didn't want the night to end there. I decided I was going to pluck the courage up to invite Jess inside. Not for any funny business before any of you jump to conclusions. I was just really enjoying her company and wanted to get to know her better. It was much harder than I imagined. Now usually I'm rather confident with the ladies, but not cocky. I think there's a fine line between confidence and cockiness and I seemed to master the art perfectly. But there was something about Jess that made me feel all funny inside and made me lose all common sense. I was playing out in my head the things I should say to her, would you like to come inside for tea? No! That was too boring and made me sound like a granny. Maybe I could ask her in for a glass of wine? Then convinced myself that would be stupid since I already know she's driving so the answer would be no. I was completely lost in thought but soon snapped out of it when I heard Jess say,