When I reached the front door I paused, my heart was beating fast again, and It felt like I was about to pass out again but, I still managed to get out the doors and walk home.
When I got to the door of my apartment I unlocked the door and barged in with frustration I have been through so much lately.
When I walked in I seen guess who, Tim sitting there calmly sipping from a tea cup reading a magazine wearing a long blue hospital gown. I walked up to him and yelled, " What the hell? I go to see you in the hospital and you're not there? You caused me to--" I paused.
It wasn't his fault truthfully speaking it was mines, I had caused this on my own even from the beginning I started my day off being hateful.
I looked at Tim before speaking again I said to him," listen I didn't mean anything I've said to you since you've got here, I just was under a lot of pressure."
He nodded and I leaned in closer, I said to him, " listen let's do something fun." Even though I wasn't in the mood to anything I waited for his reply.
He said to me," you look like you've been through a lot today." I nodded in agreement. I truly was but I still wanted to do something with him.
It took us awhile for us to decide what we were going to do but we decided to see a movie. We had to get dressed. I was in a gown myself, I had to slip on something simple who knows I could run into Tyler & Gina today and I wasn't trying to be
Tied up in 6-inch heels.
The movie stared at 9:33 it was 9:05 so we had some time to spare. Tim was dressed, I gave him a button up shirt some old jeans and some shoes, it wasn't exactly my cup of tea for an outfit but it would do for today.
He saw me checking out his outfit and he gave me a smirk, I smirked back but I still was tired I didn't exactly have time for a movie I kept having thoughts about canceling but I still went.
We left out at 9:09 it took us about 10 minutes to walk I wasn't used to walking places but I was starting to used to it we got To the theatre at 9:19 we had to hurry it we wanted good seats. Tim went to the order the tickets I have him my card to pay for the tickets.
I pulled out my phone and went on Instagram with everything going I barely had time to check my feed. That's when I caught a glance of someone out of the corner of my eye.
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A Living Fancy
Hành độngMany stories matter. Stories have been used to dispossess and to malign. But stories can also be used to empower, and to humanize. Stories can break the dignity of humanity. But stories can also repair that broken dignity of being A Living Fancy.