In His Arms

Misfortunes

I woke up feeling exhausted, which is a mystery as to why. I haven't done anything at all for the past few days. Even the heavens look mournful. The grey skies offer no help at all as I tried to guess what time of day it is.

I reached out to my night stand for my phone to check the time and found it dead.

"Really?" I utter in disbelief as I stayed clueless and disoriented with the time and day.

My dark brown hair has matted up in my messy bun from days of not taking a shower. I rub my the space in between my shoulder blades to ease the aches.

It's been almost 2 weeks since I have arrived here in Australia, running away from what used to be comfortable.

My life shattered when my girlfriend just stopped coming home. I should've noticed her things, her clothes slowly diminishing from the wardrobe that we used to share.

We were each other's first lesbian relationship. I thought I have finally discovered who I really am, I thought we finally found our soulmates when we met each other. Stupid me, never realizing that everything's just one sided.

Sometimes, I can still see her even when I close my eyes, I can't stop seeing her. Her long and slender body, courtesy of her job as a yoga instructor. Her pixie cut hair that exposes her neck and that seductive collarbone the just juts out so elegantly. But best of all,I loved her beautiful smile, the kind of smile that makes you feel right at home.

My body and my heart started to ache again. I shake my head to clear my mind of these thoughts. I should be moving on. I charged my phone up and did some stretching. What self-respecting physiotherapist would complain of body pains due to continuously moping in bed and being immobile.

My phone immediately sounded off notifications as soon as I have turned it back on. I scanned through all the messages that I intended to ignore until I reached a message from my new employer.

Agency: Good day Miss Nicole, I hope you have arrived and found your accommodations suitable. We expect to meet you on Monday at the office. See you soon!

Shit. Shit. Shit. What day is it?! I scrambled to check the calendar in my phone and released a huge sigh of relief when I saw that it was still Friday afternoon. Moving here half a month early before I start my new job as a physiotherapist is the only right decision I have made in a very long time.

Empowered by this small win, my spirit has lightened up a bit. I took a much needed shower. I do have to get my grocery shopping done, and some dinner while I'm out.

It's still confusing to be this hot in December. I changed from a sweatshirt to a black graphic tee dress that falls just above my thighs and I've put on my white gucci sneakers and my mini backpack.

As soon as I stepped out of the house, it felt like I have been slapped in the face by humidity. Thankfully, I was soon distracted by my phone ringing.

"Nicole! Get your ass ready, I'm picking you up!"

"Hey Rea! I'm just on my way out. I'm going to the grocery. Jetlag got me and I was out for some days."

Rea is the reason why I'm here. We were bestfriends since we started uni. She went to work here in Sydney while I was hired straight out of uni to work locally. When my girlfriend and I broke up, Rea was the one who forced me to move here.

"Alright! Let's grab some dinner first and I'll drive you there."

She pulls up shortly in front of my house and we head on to some bar in a hotel which apparently serves really good Thai food.