Once Upon A Bet

/10/ Happy to help

Dedicated to DemiStyles20, thanks a lot for the support and love so far <33

COLETTE: i'm sure it's not that bad.

I rolled my eyes at her text, quickly typing mine back in hopes this chat keeps my sleepiness away. Wake up wake up wake up!

NOVA: u got no idea. I miss London

I hesitated for a second before sending another text.

NOVA: I miss u

The hot air stroke my cheeks as soon as I stepped out the front door, giving George a wave as he closed it carefully behind me and I jumped down the steps watching the typing as she write.

COLETTE: I miss u 2 xx wish you could've stay

That makes two of us, I think bitterly for myself sending her more 'x's. I slid the phone in my arm band, plugging my earphones and letting BlackPink drummed their way into my skull, insufflating me the energy I need to begin my running session.

Yesterday I skipped my diet with that sushi. I mean, I didn't regret it while, but now it's evident my efforts aren't showing off that much. This morning I'd managed to stuff myself into that dress, but I could barely breathe in it and it felt as if it would explode at any movement of mine. I have to stick to the smoothies a couple more days, but that isn't enough. The 4th of July event was right at the corner, apparently a community barbecue -again. So I put on my old yoga pants and loose top and decided to go for a run. Maybe if I burn it, I'll get there quicker.

It was barely 8 am, I'd slept barely four hours since the cab dropped me here after leaving Avery at hers. I was utterly exhausted, this kind of tiredness that sinks into your bones and crushed you from inside. That added to the pulsing hangover and the disapproving glance I received from my mother as I took my breakfast smoothie. I'd been taking them for a week now, and I still got another one ahead. I was getting sick of the monotonous taste.

But I had to push it all down. I have to focus on getting in shape, on straightening my priorities, and right now pleasing my mother was one of the highest whether I liked it or not.

By the time I reached the park I was pretty set in my routine. Luckily, this early morning on a Saturday wasn't exactly a busy hour, so it was pretty much lonely aside from other runners and a walking elderly couple. Better like this, I prefer not to have that much of an audience.

The dull headache and tiredness I felt ever since my eyes opened this morning was pushed aside as I run, adrenaline making its way through my veins and filling me with that buzzing feeling that got me yearning for more. I could feel my muscles stretching and contracting. My heart pounding, the sweet ache of the effort working its magic on me.

It also helped me unfocused on my real life problems, just like with the piano, it allowed me to detach from my current dylemmas. I could only think about myself, about the music drumming against my ears, everything else was a blur.

I didn't know for how long I run, my skin already sweaty and I was feeling a little lightheaded, but the burning I felt everywhere was worth it. I bet this would improve incredibly my aim. I was already considering whether to halt the running for a couple minutes or rather call it a day when all of the sudden the cheerful beaming in my ears stopped.

I lowered my rhythm, startled as the music got replaced by my ringtone and I reached out one hand, pressing the small button on the earphones so I accepted the call, slowing down a bit more so my voice would be totally breathless. "Yes?"