Untamed Love ™️

Chapter 3

"I got the job," I whispered
"Savannah I got the fucking job,"
I whispered again.

"Great when do you start," she replied casually as if we were having a normal conversation.

"Next Tuesday," I read aloud.
"Can you act more excited please?"

"You should probably find a new outfit then, your wardrobes filled with clothes from 1973." She replied with too much enthusiasm.

"Yeah I probably should, or I'll just borrow some of yours,"

"Okay first, your so fucking cheap and secondly, can you please stop whispering your freaking me out."

"I'm still whispering!" I thought aloud.

"Yes now go clean my room." Savannah demanded

"Okay I'll be back soon,"

"Dumbass," she whispered but it was probably to the carpet.

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"We're going out," Savannah dictated. She's the type of person you don't say no to so instead of complaining and refusing, I just accepted the fact we're going out.

"Okay but why and where," I calmly asked. She's always on her period, well that's what she told me, so you have to be one emotion around her.

"Because once you get a job, the only time we'll be able to interact is when we randomly come across each other in the street on your way to work."

"9am till 6pm, 4 breaks in between, yeah I won't have time for you let's go."

"Oh my god calm down, bitch your still in your pyjamas."

"For your information, I see plenty of people 'getting it on' in their pyjamas.

"It's 11am, We've not had breakfast, your breath stinks.
Still wanna go?"

3 years ago I would've been offended.

"Well, you have tangled hair."

"Yeah but at least it's not a raccoons nest. God how do you sleep!"

"Like this," I demonstrated by dropping down onto the sofa but accidentally ended up actually falling asleep.

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"Wake up wake up wake up wake up wake up wake up," my alarm that was Savannah screamed.

"Huh what, has someone died?" I said saying the first thing that came to mind.

"What? No, it's 2pm you've slept for 3 hours and your haven't even ate. Your working on weekdays right?"

"Phew, you sounded really scared then. And yeah Monday to Friday."

"So we only have the weekend to chill and clean so get up."

Savannah is the biggest clean freak you'll meet. She even cleans her cleaning products.

"What about tonight?"

"Honey were still going don't get too hopeful,"

Of course we are.

After 3 rounds of cleaning our 1 story apartment top to bottom, I was finally able to sit down and catch up on some Netflix.

"How have I still not got a job," Savannah complained once she sat down next to me.

She graduated last year with me however she's still not found a job that's to do with her degree. There's not that many places that accept dermatologists in Florida.

I ignored her and carried on with my episode of Brooklyn Nine Nine.

"Am I really that scary!" She said again startling me.

I pretended to not hear her, in response she turned the TV off.

"Yes you are, anyways weathers nice today isn't it!" I stuttered trying to change the conversation.

"Oh shit then. Anyways come on we need to get ready, it's 9 and ladies get in free before 11."

I mentally groaned as I realised that our plans for tonight were still on. Savannah would do anything for a free night out.

She dragged me into her room and pushed me onto her bed. Racing for her wardrobe, she emptied a quarter.

"Try all these on,"

"What! No, I have nice dresses in my wardrobe."

"Omg your hilarious," she replied with a straight face.

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1 and a half hours later we were finally ready. Savannah made me put on a tight, nude dress that hugged my curvy figure. Whilst Savannah was wearing an off the shoulder grey romper, something completely different to the usual attire she has on.

Savannah made me apply makeup which according to her, 'complimented my heels' but I didn't mind, it gave me a newfound confidence.

A few minutes later, the taxi that was taking us to the club finally arrived. "Come, lets go." Savannah said excitedly.

We rarely ever go clubbing, usually only when something tragic happens. As much as I hate to say it, she deals with her pain with alcohol. I made a mental reminder to ask her about what 'tragic' thing had come up and why she so suddenly decided to go. But later, right now, she wanted to forget about it all and get shit faced drunk, have a one night stand then regret it all the next day and I'm in no position to stop her. Actually I am but I'm too scared to.

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Date Published: 30/03/20
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