RAIN
I knew Day would call him and tell him where we were.
He came running in and spoiling the fun for me and I would be a liar if I said the way he stormed out of the club with me on his shoulder wasn't hot.
Just thinking about how I enjoyed it is making me mad at myself.
I just had to dance so suggestively when I spied him seated there watching him. He looked mad and tried to down shots to not think I was dancing like that.
"What is going on?" day asks me with a gentle voice like I am a child who will bolt.
"Nothing."
"Liar."
"None of your concern."
"I never pegged you to be so dramatic," he rolls his eyes before looking forward.
"Well, tonight is special." And it is. I feel confident and light.
My mind and body don't feel heavy and despite the act I am pulling, the awful emotion I felt earlier isn't as consuming.
I like feeling this way. The happy pills are doing the work.