« Five, Six, Seven, Eight... »
I count while pushing my whole, sweaty body up and down.
« Only one more to go. You can do it, Nora »
I say to myself, hoping it would cheer me on.
I live by myself, with my cat, Domino so there is no one else to help me with my workouts or cheer me on. Screaming inspirational things next to my ear.
All Domino does is cuddle with me and meow when he's hungry. It's like a hobby now.
After struggling with my last push-up, i stood up, wincing from the pain the shot through my legs.
Ouch.
I walked to the refrigerator and grabbed a coke. I took a sip of the cold, mountain-y beverage and sighed.
I totally needed this. I worked hard for this.
My phone rang that was above my marble counter that I brought yesterday because my aunt was coming over to see how i am doing.
To be honest, it's annoying because everything she comes here, she has to talk about her.
Like seriously. Lets say you are talking about how many scores a team had in a soccer tournament them BAAM she goes on about « i know you mothers death hit you hard. It hit everyone hard »
Why can't she understand that I don't want to talk about it...
Publish. I only published this because I am bored and tired. I only wrote this because I am bored and tired. I do not have a storyline. This just came from the brain so yeah
YOU ARE READING
Soft Flower
RomanceGiven a gift from her mother's last day on Earth, Nora Hunter sets off on an adventure with her pet cat, Domino to discover the secret of her mother's marriage. What will Nora go through on her hard adventure? Will she meet the love of her life?
