In My Blood (Posie)

Perfectly Wrong

Taste the poison from your lips. They leave, we're as good as gone

Josie sat alone at the dinner table, like usually does nowadays, in her and Penelope's shared apartment. She stared at the empty seat across from her, picking at the full plate of food in front of her. She'd suddenly lost her appetite. Like tonight, Penelope would say she'd be home in time for dinner but would show up way past dinner time.

Josie could feel Penelope slipping from her fingertips. Communication used to be their strong suit, but now that fell through. And Josie could sense that she's no longer Penelope's best friend. She noticed how Penelope returned home from work late. Many times, she'd come home, stumbling over the furniture, drunk out of her mind. And when she's not at work, she'd be out with friends at the bar. Josie concluded that her girlfriend was basically deliberately avoiding her. And Josie couldn't believe it. Her girlfriend of almost three-years was treating her the way that she used to when they were in college. She'd set her aside and only pay attention to her when she needed her. She thought that they'd grown from that. She thought they'd matured from that. She thought it would've all been a distant memory. She didn't want to be 19 again and constantly wondering about her relationship.

Josie always came up with a speech for what she was going to say to her longtime girlfriend. She'd write it out, rehearse it in the mirror but the second she saw the hazel eyed girl, she'd forget about everything. Even more so, on the rare occasions that Penelope didn't go out, and they'd spend the night in, enjoying each other's company, Josie was head over heels all over again.

They had only recently fallen out of the honeymoon stage, not from lack of trying on Josie's end, so they kissed less. But when they did, Josie could taste the alcohol on her lips. She almost never saw Penelope without a bottle of beer or a glass of wine in her hands. It bothered her more than she'd like to admit. She didn't want her girlfriend to become an alcoholic at the age of 22. But she feared that if she intervened, it would be their biggest fight of all. They'd been fighting a lot more recently too. Mostly about Josie's comments about her girlfriend's drinking habits. They'd also fight about small things like forgetting to feed the cat or not picking up the mail.

But they eventually made up. Like most people do. All it took was just one kiss and all would be forgotten. When they kissed, Josie was transported back to their simpler times. How happy she was. How in love she was. How she thought everything would be okay.

Oh, our love is drunken in. Singing me my favorite song

Penelope's smile could light up the whole world, that's what Josie thought whenever she saw it.

Penelope was standing by the kitchen island of their friend's apartment, talking to Hope and Davina. Josie couldn't help but stare.

It was a rare occasion where Penelope had invited Josie out with her. Normally, Penelope would go solo, but tonight, for some reason, her girlfriend decided to want to be seen with her.

"You're staring." Lizzie pointed.

"I know. How could I not when she looks like that?" Josie replied. Taking in the sight of her girlfriend in a blue and white ruffled dress. Her girlfriend's hair was perfectly curled and her hair was tucked behind her ear on one side, showing off her dangling white pearl earrings.

Josie wasn't surprised when Lizzie rolled her eyes and walked away. She never really liked Penelope much.

Josie's eyes stay trained on Penelope. She'll never understand how someone could be so effortlessly breathtaking. She smiled even bigger when she saw the girl walk over to her.