Chapter 94 - a lone bluebell... (1/2)
”Sooner than you think.” He yelled after her as she walked to the front of the bank before driving off back to work.
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”You are home early again?”
”Yes, I am as scared as you are too” Tale admitted to her best friend that afternoon when she got home for the day. it was now the second week of her return back to work and for some reason everyone was still being nice to her and less judgmental. She had even worn a bold red lip to work hoping to get a reaction and so far it has been non existent. Every reason why she wanted to quit now seemed like a little flicker.
”This is meant to be your final week”
”I know,”
”You didn't give them the letter last Friday did you?”
”I was going to, but then I got home early.”
”Excuses excuses, when does it end? Girl, why are you doing this to me?”
”What?” Tale looked utterly confused.
”Yes, you get me all excited for change and you then take it all away.”
”I'm confused. I am the one working and breaking my back to put food on the table, forgive me for not wanting to be the stay at home husband.”
”This is serious Tale.”
”Not really but Ok,”
”It's like staying in a bad relationship because the guy who used to treat you badly now had a change of heart for a second and suddenly you can't see past that.”
”Don't say that. That's extreme.”
”I have to! You need to get your shit together dammit”
”Why are you mad at me.”
”Because I am tired of seeing you give up so many times Tale and the worst of all is that you give up on yourself.”
”You are being mean,” Tale responded a little calmly.
”I'm helping your damn life!”
”I just got home, I do not need this okay,”
”It is exactly what you need, stand up for yourself for once in your life and stop being a chicken. No one, not a single soul will do it for you.”
Tale fought back a tear as she stomped into her room and shut the door.
She tore off her clothes as jumped in the shower to cool off, she took the stool she kept a lone fake Bluebell flower on and sat on it as the cold water ran from her hair down. She felt a warm streak of tear fall and wiped it off turning her face upward to the direction of the water.
She didn't want to talk to Precious just yet because even while she was mad at her, Tale knew Precious was right. Her boss and colleague were taken away the reasons she wanted a change and she was staring at confusion in the face every day. Quitting didn't feel right anymore, nothing did.
She fell back in bed staring at the ceiling before giving up trying to get her thoughts right.