The Words I Never Said [editing]

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(A/N: Danielle and Jonas' dinner outfits)

danielle

After my therapy appointment with Dr. Merrick, I felt happier than I have been these past weeks. She asked me mostly about Jonas, but other then that, she asked me about Mom and the death of my father. I didn't reveal to her why I don't talk, just like every other past appointment, but I did tell her my feelings on that terrible day.

When I arrived home, Mom was in the kitchen making dinner for herself and Jessie.

"How did it go?" she asks.

I nod my head signaling that it went good. I run up the stairs, hurrying to get ready for my dinner with Jonas. I look at the clock on my phone, 4:42 pm. I have about 2 hours to get ready. I run to the shower. I let the water heat up as I strip from my school clothes. Once it's heated up, I throw my hair in a bun and put it underneath a shower cap.

I don't have the time to blow dry and curl.

I jump in, the hot water rinsing the day off my skin. I grab my vanilla body wash and scrub my arms and legs with it. When I'm done, I wash my face, then shave my legs and underarms. I turn off the faucet, and I am out of the shower in less then 20 minutes.

I wrap a towel around my body, and brush my teeth. I make my way back to my room, closing and locking the door behind me. I throw my school clothes into the laundry basket in my closet. I pick out a cute, yet casual, outfit for Jonas' dinner tonight: a burgandy sweater, flower print skirt, black leather boots, a black fedora, and a leather purse for my phone, pen, and sticky notes.

I put on my underwear, then my outfit. I don't put on my fedora though, because I have to do my hair.

I walk to my vanity. I decide to curl my hair, giving the outfit a more girly feel. When I'm done, I try to do the same with my makeup. I put on foundation, a neutral smokey eye, winged eyeliner, some cherry chapstick, and I finish everything off with powder. I look through my very small collection of perfumes, trying to find one that's not to strong but still gives off a nice smell. I pick out one that smelled of autumn. It had hints of vanilla, with pumpkin and cinnamon complimentary scents. I look over myself one more time, making sure everything is perfect. I put on my fedora at just the right angle.

I take a deep breath and let it out.

I can do this. It's just a dinner with Jonas' aunt and uncle. No biggie.

I open my purse, sticking my charged phone, earbuds, chapstick, sticky notes, and my favorite pen. I close it and sling it over my shoulder. I take one last breath as I walk out my bedroom door. When I descend the stairs, Mom exits the kitchen. She gasps and puts a hand over her mouth. She looks as if she would burst in tears at any second.

Too much?, I sign.

You look perfect, she signs back.

I smile.

"Jonas should be here any minute. Do you have everything?" she asks. I nod my head. "My little girl is growing up." She wraps her arms around me, bringing me close.

"Your father would be so proud of you," she whispers in my ear.

Her statement almost had me bursting in tears.

She releases me and takes a step back. She signs "I love you".

I love you too, I sign back.

We both hear a knock at the door. I take a few steps forward, preparing myself for what's about to happen. I open the door, finding myself face to face with one sexy Jonas. He has on a blue jean colored shirt with a white tee underneath. His skinny khakis fit him nice, and I couldn't help but notice his usual black and white Converse on his feet.