Wild Life

Eight

I spent the rest of the weekend thinking about the horrible mistake that I made the night before. To try and distract myself, I began drawing on a new and large canvas. I put in the latest of my record collection, Waiting for the Sun by The Doors. A few hours went by, and I had finished my painting. It was a dream I had a few nights ago that inspired it. The dream was just me in a field of grass, with swaying daisies all around me. I rode on a horse in that field and stared at the great horizons of the countryside. I had never felt more safe and at peace than at that moment in my dream. I tried capturing the serenity I felt in the dream into the painting, so anyone who saw it can feel the emotions I felt in my dream.

I stayed in my room the whole day, only going down for lunch and to spend some time with my sister. John called late afternoon to ask about my date with George.

"What's up, John?" I ask him. I could hear some shuffling in the background.

"Hey Holla, how was your shag last night?" He asks, snickering to the person next to him, which I could only guess was one of his guy friends, probably Pete.

"It was nice. We just went to the park and ate some food, that's all." I decided not to tell him about my stupid mistake of fucking his best friend on the first date.

"Sure, that was all you did," I hear him scoff under his breath. "Anyways, wanna meet up at Ringo's to get drinks? Me and Pete are bored out of our minds and we need a female presence to our drunken minds."

"As appealing as that sounds, I have homework and some sketches for art to do." I figured it would be a bad idea to go to the bar, just in case Paul would be there again.

John gives a low sigh. "Ah, alright Val. I'll see you tomorrow on the bus, yeah?"

"Yeah. yeah. I'll be there," I say in a low voice.

"You okay, Valerie?" He asks in a soft tone, surprising me as to how sincere he sounds.

"Don't worry about me, Lennon, I'm all good." John always notices when there's something bothering me.

I went to bed early that night, my mind going in circles about everything. Should I continue dating George? Should I break up with him? Can I find a way to be with Paul? At what cost? What would people think? What would my mum think?

I stayed up for an hour staring at the ceiling, just thinking of more questions with no answers.

Hi everyone! I'm so sorry I haven't updated in so long. This chapter was definitely a filler but I just didn't want to make a super long chapter. I PROMISE more is to come.