Patience & Love (title change: Breaking the Nerd)

Chapter Three: Chance Meeting

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Chapter Three

Abella's POV

            Pulling the blanket up under my chin as I lay on the couch watching the couple on the TV fall in love. My heart aches as I long for someone to look at me like that. A part of me is terrified that I will never experience that because I am weird and cannot talk to people. Anxiety feels me as I think about the fact that basic communication is difficult for me and the fear of how I will live my life overcomes me. My legs begin to shake as my mind feels with dread. Sadie comes over and nudges my arms sensing my mood change, seeking to distract me.

            "Abella," my mom's voice echoes through the home as she approaches me. Her eyes appeared tired, and her hair was tossed up into a bun.

            I look up at her as my body calms down. "Yes?" I respond.

            "You and Sadie should go for a walk. You have been couped up in the home for days. It' Sunday. Go for a walk get some fresh air. The doctor says exercise could help" my mother recommends with a soft smile. I looked around at the comfy place I had created. I look back to my mom who now has an encouraging look.

            The doctor has told me exercise could help. I know that my mother is right. One walk will not kill me and I will have Sadie. I should be relatively okay. I pause the TV with a sigh and set up. "Okay, you're right," I state, and my mom's face lights up so brightly. I glance down to look at what I am wearing. I have a pair of black spandex shorts, which I love because they are comfortable. Luckily, tan completion runs in my family as my paternal great grandparents were Native American. However, the rest of my family heritage is Irish, British, and German. Therefore, I am an odd looking. I have tan skin but blonde hair and blue eyes. "I am so excited I will see you when you get back, I am going to take a nap," my mother reported as she disappears to her room. I look around find one of my bras and slip it on under my baggy blue t-shirt.

            "Sadie, wanna go on a walk?" I ask my dog as she jumps up running to the door. "I'll take that as a yes," I say with a sigh. Getting up, I reach my arms up stretching, feeling relief wash my body. Sometimes a good stretch can make everything better. Walking to the door I pick up a harness and place it on Sadie hooking the snaps. I snapped the leash on. I stuffed my feet into a black pair of vans.

            As I open the door and step outside the fall breeze collides with my face. Sadie and I begin walking along the sidewalk in our small neighborhood. The houses are all similar to mine and are spread out. My mother never wanted to live in a home that was close to another, so this home was a great two story three bedroom and one bath house. Not far from our home is a wooded area that opens up to a lake. Honestly, that is one of my favorite places to go. These walks give me an opportunity to walk and relax and having Sadie with me makes me feel safe.

            Suddenly, a voice breaks me from my thoughts. "Hey there doggy," I look up to see a handsome male standing in front of me. His shaggy dark brown hair almost black was messy, and striking blue were staring straight into my soul. My legs immediately began to shake and my heart raced. My whole body felt as though it was on fire. Is this male speaking to me? I feel sick. I tried to focus on his shirt in hopes that it would help ease the anxiety taking over my body. His grey t-shirt was clinging to his body and I tried to look further down and there were black shorts. My legs shake further, and my heart is banging against my chest. When this happens the feeling that my legs can no longer hold me makes it worse. Keeping my head down I slowly sit down trying to breathe. His eyes are burning into me and I feel like I am going to faint. Sadie rubs against me, but it is too late the blackness is creeping in.