Crashlanding

Chapter Eleven.

It had been a few days since I decided that I should stay with Sam, and the more time I spent with Sam the more I began to feel like the Ava people talked about.

There was a lot of talk on social media about what had happened, and now my physical abuse story was out in the world and being talked about. My memory still hasn't come back, I still don't know things I wished I knew, but I was learning more about myself, things were changing though, my favourite colour went from green to teal, which wasn't a massive difference, my dress style changed, I went from wearing jeans and jumpers to crop tops and joggers feeling more confident about myself.

"You look happier" Sam mumbles, walking into his lounge in just some joggers, one thing I was learning was that these guys didn't own tops. "I'm just gonna take Ope out, there's a cuppa on the side for you" I smile, as I grab Opie's lead. "You used to do that all the time with Barry" Sam whispers, as he looks at me. "Did I?" I question, leaning against the door frame. "Yeah, and then Pel would ring you five minutes later and ask you every morning why you did it and that Barry had you wrapped around his paw" He chuckles, taking a sip of his tea. "I just wish I could remember it all, and it could all go back to normal" I mumble, walking out of the flat, Opie hot on my heels, he was a lot faster than Barry.

As I walk around, Opie in front of my I decide to scroll down the socials, seeing what was new in the world.

I look at the photo I had posted of me and Sam last night and all the snacks we had gotten for Sam to educate me on Diversity, watching the auditions on Britain's Got Talent to his favourite routines on tour, the photo of us both smiling at the camera, I had Perri's born ready jumper on and some shorts, my hair plaited on both sides, no make up on my face, just a massive smile, was Sam threw a peace sign in the air.

Some of the comments made me laugh, a lot of people observing that I was spending a lot more time with Sam than my own boyfriend. But the truth was I didn't know if me and Perri were okay.. I mean I knew we was probably still together but I had avoided him over the last few days, stayed at home when Sam went to the studio, I had time for myself, and it was time I needed.

I walk back to Sams flat and see Mitch and Warren outside, both of them dressed in joggers and a a diversity top,meaning it was most likely workshop day, well, I assumed it was because of the tops they were wearing. "Morning" I smile at both of them. Warren grins back, pulling me into a hug, our usual greeting lately, but Mitchell was still engrossed in whatever was happening on his phone in his hands, I had learnt that he was a man of very little words, or facial expressions for that matter.

"Workshop?" I ask, as all three of us and Ope walk into Sams flat. "Yeah, you coming down?" Warren asks as I spot Sam shoving spare clothes into a bag in his room. "I don't know" I whisper. It wasn't that I didn't want to, it just meant if I did go it would be the first time seeing Perri since whatever happened that day at Perri's.

"She should come, she's turning into a hobbit who won't leave the house unless it's to walk my dog, and every time I come home from the studio I have anew air freshener" Sam chuckles, walking back into the lounge as I roll my eyes. "Sorry if your feet smell" I smirk, as he rolls his eyes at me, and Mitchell actually laughs, no more than a second, but it was something.

"Fine, I'll come" I mumble, as I study what I'm wearing in the mirror. "I look okay, right?" I ask, as I stare at myself in the mirror. My hair was still in lose plaits from the previous night, my cream joggers coming up to just below my ribcage, they were slightly big on me, but it wasn't like they would fall down either. I was wearing a green tie dye top that said "kindness over everything" with no make up on, I didn't see the point of making an effort if I wasn't leaving the house. "You look fine, you always do" Sam smiles. "Plus they'll always be an oversized jumper to change into if you get cold" he chuckles as we all leave Sams flat with DanceWorks as our destination.

One thing on my mind; was I ready to see Perri?