Two am, Thursday, 6 November 2014
Halla stared at the paperwork in front of her, hesitant to touch it. It sat in a nice neat stack on the cheap laminate surface of her kitchen table looking very official. She’d filled out the extensive medical history and her alcohol abuse history and legal history. Now she just had to go turn it in. It had sat there untouched for two days now as she was unable to force herself to pick it up and take it back to the treatment center because of those little words at the bottom. Private clinic. There was no way she could afford the treatment she knew she needed. Not on a graduate student stipend. So the papers sat and watched her, making her skin crawl in her own little home.
Not that it really felt like home. Nothing felt like home right now. Everything itched and scratched and felt too tight since Michael had left. Though if she wanted to be honest, she had left him. She’d woken up on the first of November and run. Like a coward. Again. She knew he had to fly out that afternoon and would be gone for seven weeks so she had waited until he was in the shower and hopped a train back to Cambridge and kept her mobile off until his flight was in the air. She couldn’t face him, not after the hysterical breakdown she had gone through the night before. She would just leave and spare him the difficulty of breaking up with her. Nobody would want to be with her after what she’d revealed about herself that night.
Thank you for this today, I’m so hooked & I’m still crying. Can’t wait for the next chapter. 💗❤💜
#JimMorrison Remembering Jim today on what would have been his 70th birthday. He was definitely one of the greats & will always be remembered. May he rest in peace. 💜💗❤ #TheDoors #TheLizardKing #LightMyFire
#IanSomerhalder Happy 35th birthday today to another of my favorite actors! Hope your birthday is fantastic, cheers & best wishes @iansomerhalder 🎂 If you haven’t checked out his organization, the Ian Somerhalder Foundation, please do so ASAP, Ian has been doing wonderful things with it for years, & he needs our support, so please visit www.isfoundation.com ASAP. #ISFFamily #HappyBirthdayIan
One year later
August 12, 2015
The constant chatter of vendors blended with the smell of roasting meats and exotic spices as Halla wandered through the stalls of Portabello Market, waiting for something to inspire her. Her mind spun as it attempted to process the cacophany of the vendors hawking their wares, praising the colors and scents of the fresh fruits and vegetables She sipped her coffee and nibbled absentmindedly at the pastry in her hand as she tried to decide what to buy. She was about to go back to that stall she had passed with the gorgeous cherries and buy a bag instead of baking dessert when a familiar figure caught her eye. She strolled to the stall three vendors down and said, “Hey, Superman.”
Henry turned around and a grin spread across his face as he saw her. “Hey, Barbie.” He swept her up into a hug. “Fancy seeing you here.”
She hugged him tightly before he set her back on her feet. “I’m closer to home than you are these days.”
He pulled on the collar of his shirt, tugging it back into place. “I guess that’s true. Nora’s never been to London before, and she loves the movie Notting Hill, so I thought I would bring her to see the real thing while we were in England.”
He grinned and turned around. “Nora, there’s someone I want you to meet,” he called. A woman stood from where she was squatting next to a crate of nectarines. She was pretty, with light brown hair that waved down her back, streaked blonde in a way that was only achieved by long hours spent outdoors. She smiled at Henry and Halla watched his face soften as he returned the smile. He slipped his arm around her waist as she joined them. “Nora, this is Halla. Halla, this is my girlfriend Nora.”
Just finished the whole IAO today & I loved it. I’m on to the next episode of the IAO world & then on to the rest. Major kudos!
Justice League is coming…
MOVE AGAIN AND I WILL BURY THIS IN YOUR SKULL. [Theseus, Immortals, 2011]
6/31 Henry Cavill Quotes Amancanfly New Year’s Countdown