Chapter 6: Handled with care
"Oh, goodness!" Fil gasped as she planted her hands on the sink, looking at herself in the mirror. "I can't believe I'm really doing it."
It was crazy of her to even say that to herself. After driving them together in Vincent's home, knowing they would do something crazy, it was ridiculous for her to realize that now.
'I should've agreed to do it right there and then!' she mentally screamed, because now she was getting all nervous. Fil swallowed a mouth, hearing her gulp echo in her ear. 'He was right. If I agreed immediately while the tension and impulse are high. I probably wouldn't feel so nervous.'
'Oh, Vincent...'
Just as Fil was suffering from an existential crisis at the decision she had made tonight, her best friend's voice suddenly rang in her mind. Her shaky and teary eyes slowly calmed down, looking at herself in the mirror.
"Why..." her lips quivered as tears pooled in the corner of her eyes. "... are you hesitating now?"
Her decision might be out of impulse; maybe, out of pain and determination to rebel. All her life, she had done everything she could to please people. She never broke the rules, studied hard, and did everything others wanted just to be the perfect daughter, girlfriend, and friend.
This rebellion was a break from that character.
'He said he liked the way I dressed, how I always look prim and proper, and how predictable I was...' she recalled, assessing herself from up and down.