Only Her

Chapter 15

*what happend before*

I quickly walked away from him before he could ask more questions. I opened the door of my car and just sat down. Resting my head back on the car seat. "Gosh why do I still feel shitty?" I mumbled to myself, while starting the car.

*

It took me another 5 minutes before I was back on earth, and stopped thinking about everything that didn't matter. It did matter, but I wasn't sure if it really did. Uh I mean like I'm not sure if Jack is telling the truth. But why I even bother thinking about lies? Guess what? I wasn't back on earth, I was even more away than ever. Oh God, whenever you start to deal with love, think twice about it.

I shook it off and stopped the car infront of our old house, that's right, I'm so excited that all my thoughts flew away and my brain got filled with the hundred ideas I got, the things I want to do before I get old. OH GOD. I'm so happy I'm shaking. When do we even leave? God. Okay so now I've been standing infront of my door holding my key and with my arm up, and I just froze because of my happiness. Such a good feeling.

So I opened the door and saw Krissy holding papers, and a sharpie in her hand.

"What you doingg?" I said, oh it reminds me of Phineas and Ferb.

"Oh I made lists, of everything. I'm planning on leaving tomorrow night." She said, sending a wink in my direction.

I nodded, but couldn't help to get the idiotic grin of my face.

I clapped, "I can't wait!"

"Go and pack!" Krissy demanded me. "Fine." I whined. I left Krissy laughing. I send a text to my friends, I haven't spoken with them for a couple of days, because they needed to pack and get stuff done, because flying from Belgium to California is not nothing.

When I entered my bedroom I saw a couple of boxes on my bed, waiting for me to fill them. I took one, and filled it with all my pictures, books, and some other small thingys. The other one I kept for clothes. I only needed one last for tomorrow so I could pack everything. And the other box, I kept for everything I had left. So I had a good planning. Of course I ended with throwing away alot of trash, like old papers, empty bags of chips and bottles. So I did a great job. And it was just around dinner time when I finished. It sure took a little more time because there was music playing so I danced and hopped through my room and sang along with the few words I knew. Or I ended up singing something that sounded the same. But who cares? As long as you're happy righ. I walked downstairs and saw an empty house, even Blake was gone. "Kitchen!" I demanded myself. I walked in the kitchen, and as I was thinking. A note.

"Dear Sou," I raised an eyebrow as I started on this, what does she need? "Can you-" ahh there it is! Okay as I was reading, "Can you please make dinner? I went to the man who has the keys. With Blake :) please! Love you ~K"

I sighed, "Fine!" I said. Even there is nobody to hear it, so lonely.

I threw the note away and took out some stuff to make, "what what what to makeee?" I said on the rhythm of the music. I turned on the smaller TV we had in the kitchen and muted the volume of the music. I was now half watching Orange Is The New Black, and half looking for the things I needed, I was mostly feeling in all shelfs and sometimes looking to be sure I had everything. When I seemed to have everything I threw all the food on the kitchen island, on the spot with the best vieuw on the TV. So I ended up making Pasta de la Souhaila. Read it with an Italian accent, makes everything better. I sat down on one of the stools after I took a cutting board and a sharp enough knife. I took some tomatoes and washed them and put them on the cutting board. My eyes were still clued on the screen, I need a TV in our kitchen. Like who doesn't? And no shit people say women can multitask, me Souhaila Maalem am #1 in it. Not wanting to drag about it.. but oh well what can I say?