Butterflies

Shopping

"Lets go into this store" Abby said as we walked through the mall. I followed her through the doors into Arie which is a lingerie lifestyle retailer. The walls were filled with bras and bralettes of every color and style you could think of. She set her bags down and began to browse the racks. I joined her as we both searched for our sizes.

"Rachel" I heard her say. I turned my head to see her holding up a red lace bra. "You'd look amazing in this!" she said. I smiled and took it into my hands, feeling how detailed the lace was.

"Shawn would totally die if he saw you in this!" she said, excitedly. I laughed as I checked the tag.

"Jesus, look how expensive it is!" I said, shocked. As she looked at the tag, her eyes widened. Only a few seconds later, the excitement returned to her face.

"Please just try it on" she begged. I nodded and we both made our way to the changing rooms. She waited outside as I pulled off my top. Within a few seconds, I opened the curtain and her mouth dropped.

"Oh my gosh you look like a sexy little mama" she teased. I turned to look in the mirror, smiling as I felt the same way. This bra made me feel good. I quickly changed back into my other clothes and we both made it over to the register. I had second thoughts about the price but Abby convinced me to get it. I paid and both of us skipped out of the store.

"Are you going to wait until Valentines Day to show him?" she asked.

"Who says I'm going to show him" I said. She nudged me in the arm and chuckled.

"Oh please, I know you two have had sex." she said. I looked towards the ground, blushing. "You should wait until Valentines Day and make it special" she spoke. I thought to myself about her idea. It could be fun to wait and show him on Valentines Day. As we shopped, we talked more about our plans.

"Hey Abby?" I said as I waited outside her fitting room.

"Yeah" I heard through the thin door.

"Thank you for convincing me to get the bra. I usually never treat myself like this but I feel good. I'm glad I did it." I said.

"No problem!" she replied. "Trust me, you looked hot. I'm glad you finally spoiled yourself a little bit. You deserve it."

I smiled as the words came out of her mouth. She always knew the perfect thing to say. We continued to shop and got dinner across the street. Later, we both made it back to her apartment where we hung out for a few more hours.

***

I stumbled into my apartment, throwing my purse onto the couch. With my phone in hand, I made my way to the bathroom and sat on the floor. After throwing up in the toilet a few times, I moved to my room where Paisley was sleeping. I set on my bed as I pulled up Shawn's contact on my phone. I decided to text him even though it was late.

Rachel 1:53 AM: Abby was the mall and I got somfing for you cuz I love you i'm throwing up on the bathroom tonight was soooooooo much fun.

He read it immediately which surprised me that he was still awake.

Shawn 1:53 AM: Are you alright I am pretty sure you're drunk?

Rachel 1:54 AM: We drank a little bit I feel fine tho everything is okay its okay. I miss you I gotta go back to the toilet this isn't as fun I miss Abby a lot.

Shawn 1:54 AM: I'm coming over

I didn't know how he could tell I wasn't sober. I seemed fine to me. Within a few minutes I heard my door unlock and Shawn came in. He laughed as he saw me sitting next to the toilet, completely intoxicated. He helped me up and brought me to my closet.

"Lets get you changed out of those clothes" he said, digging through my drawers. He handed me some shorts and a T-Shirt but I didn't move. I didn't want to. I grabbed the clothes from him and set them at my feet, pulling pants down at the same time. He watched as I slipped my shorts on, struggling to stable myself. As he held me up, I pulled my shirt over my head, exposing my bra, which was then taken off too. Shawn chuckled as he continued to hold my side. I put the shirt on and he led me to my bed.

"No, I'm not tired!" I said.

"Rachel, you need to go to bed." he said.

"WHY"

"Because you are very tipsy right now and tomorrow is not going to be fun. Where is you're car?" he asked.

"Abby's apartment. I ubered here because I'm drunk" I giggled. He slipped me into bed and cleaned up a little bit. After kissing my head, he let himself out as I fell asleep.

He was right when he said that tomorrow would be rough.