Serendipity - Finding something good, without looking for it.
After waking up from an accident, Katy finds herself looking at the world in a different light. With diagnosed Post Traumatic Amnesia, Katy sets out on a mission, along with some trusted...
"Damn it! Damn the hell of it all!" Katy shouts making me look over to see her frown.
"What's wrong?" I ask, rising from the couch.
"Nothing." She mutters.
I sigh softly as I watch her, hunched over trying to set the dishwasher. The beeping is telling me that something isn't going right, the beeping is settling her off.
"Well forget it then!" She shouts loudly and almost pulls the door down. I can't help but watch as she fills the wash basin full of cups and plates.
"Babe."
"Why the hell do we let it get to this stage?! Why do we use so much?! For god sake this was dinner last night! Why have I got so lazy?!" She snaps making me cross the kitchen and set my hands on her arms gently.
"Just take a breath.."
"No. I'm fed up of this! I'm fed up of it all! The stupid dishwasher doesn't work!"
"This is to do with Billy, not the dishwasher."
She stops and her head falls. "Why can't he be happy for us? Why can't he see that I'm happy?"
My heart aches hearing the upset in her voice. I rub my hands on her arms "I don't know sweetie. I ask myself that every time I see him, and every time I see the upset in your eyes."
"I just miss him."
"I know."
She turns and buries her face into the crook of my neck, leaving me to wrap my arms around her body. "At least I still have you."
"That, you do... Now. How about, you wash and I wipe?"
She nods and when she leaves my neck, I pick up the dish towel and set to work helping her.
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"You'd tell me. Wouldn't you?" Katy asks as I play with her hair.
Taking my eyes off the TV, I look down to her. "Tell you what?"
"If you weren't happy."
I frown "Of course I would. Why do you ask?"
She shrugs and kisses my knuckles.
"Are we still on Billy?" I ask when a guilty expression comes across her face.
"It's been how many months now? Is this what we have to face? Is this the strain of our relationship?"
"I don't know.."
"If it is, then maybe we shouldn't be doing this.."
My eyes snap down to hers "What?"
She sits up and looks at me. "It's not that I don't want to be with you. God I do so much, but if it's going to pull the crew apart..."
